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Master, command me. The two men charged with her protection looked like twin grey clouds. Whats he doing? Leithen asked. Jeren drew in a shaking breath, aware of the way her bosom heaved in that blasted corset. Gilliads eyes snapped towards her breasts and she blinked, the idea too appalling to contemplate. I need a favor. No questions asked. Ghenis, MRashina, he said in the lyric tongue of the gods, the high and holy language reserved for only the most formal of occasions. Will you welcome home your returning son? Jeren looked to her instead. The bodyguard didnt look much better than her lord and lover. Word came to us a week ago, said Elayne. “We tried to catch up with them but it was already too late. He snatched her from some sort of banquet held in Grey Holt to discuss peace. Took her, wed her in some manner—legal enough or so they say—and raped her until she was bound to be with child. Then sent the joyous news home. The family is sick with worry. They hardly dared tell Vertigern for fear of what hed do. He leaned forward, his smoky breath inches from my face.Christian Salyer was innocent, wasnt he? Thats why you tried to kill yourself. Why you continue the searches. And I told Jo to tell her about some alternative practitioners who might be able to help if she wanted to work through bad memories…, I came with him, with Lord Vertigern. Elayne glanced back to where her Lord walked behind them, deep in conversation with Torvin. And there it was, in her voice, in that glance. Id say your memory is faulty. We met three times for dinner and drinks. You bored the hell out of me, so I dumped you. Kelly… They see her suffering, but will they get close enough to see the cause? Abruptly, the easy grin dropped from Indarins face. River Holt? Shes True Blood? He jerked away from Shan with a snarl. “She is, isnt she? She’shis blood kin. What are you doing with a Scion of Jern, Shan? Have you lost all reason? She smiled.I never doubted it. Your mother is the key to this, Dakota. You know that. Do you have any idea where to look for her? She sees a shape, moving towards her through the trees. A round, motherly shape. She reaches down and the action makes her stomach heave. She throws up onto the forest floor; the bitter drink and the green liquor spattering into the forest floor. She scrabbles in the mulch. Her hands close on something hard and sharp– a twisted tent peg, rusted and bent. She clutches it like a blade. Traditions that had been put aside for some years, traditions the previous Sect Mother had felt were unnecessary. But Vala was Sect Mother no more. Had age finally caught up with her? Hed have to quiz Indarin and none too kindly, for this should have been the first bit of information he shared. A surprise like this was not only unwelcome it was unfair. The small cove was a beautiful place, quiet and secluded, but it wasnt the first place I would have looked for a missing sister and definitely not in the dark. This is the first place she looked at two in the morning? Doesnt that seem rather suspicious to you? Your totem isnt the owl, Jeren. Youre serpent-born! Shan spat out the words like venom. Youre a magic user. Rowan climbs out of the car, wincing as his fingers touch metal. Its a cold, desolate spot. A cold breeze seems to lift from the lake, casting patterns onto the still silver surface, lifting the dead leaves from the pock-marked car park. For a moment Rowans mind seems to spin and eddy, as if some part of him were drifting into the dank gloom. He feels cold all the way through..