ina Ha
and the sour reek of cheap ale. After three years of Dragonflame and incense ins
wall. The public coach to Dragon's Rest r
ced as though she expected the Franks
nd. "They have spent their ange
est?" she asked in a low voice. "It is ter
gold coin my mother had left me. Enou
voice cut through
r sister-in-law, sitting among
ed to turn.
ine for a town this size, a small ornamental dagger at her waist, every inch of her straining to look like a lady of t
a," I
Franks." Her eyes swept over me, and a thin smile curled her lip. "Though I suppose it hardly matters now what you
r own bags, did she? I heard she handed
ed, raising her voice for the crowd. "Li
tation. Whispers began to move through the crowd. The cast-off wife of the new
e to step in front of me
a," I said, my voice level. "By the laws of Aeridor, I am s
ughter
er says you are only jealous of Lady Blanca! A merchant's
who paid for your riding habits, and your friends, and every l
rained from
ed a glance, the
signed its papers, moved its money, and paid its servants, and every soul under that roof had learned to bend to the lady who held the p
ow. I saw it move behind he
emanded, her voice thinning. "You
ings stand. Believe whatever you like about what I am worth. Before this week
he first time there was rea
ed, "Coach to Dragon's Rest, b
word, took Celeste's hand, and wal
ow I saw Lydia still standing where I had left her, pa
the whole town talk. I
Cloudrest. I watched the town where I had spent three y
was in Dra
her voice small. "My
eyes on the road ahead. "She is simply lo
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