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By Lynn Flewelling

Acclaimed writer Lynn Flewelling brings her cherished Nightrunners sequence to a close—at least for now—with an exciting novel of homicide, secret, and magic.
 
The governor of the sacred island of Korous and his mistress were killed inside of a locked and protected room. the only real witnesses to the crime—guards who broke down the doorways, listening to the screams from within—have long gone mad with terror, babbling approximately ghosts . . . and issues worse than ghosts.
 
Dispatched to Korous by way of the queen, grasp spies Alec and Seregil locate the entire pleasure and threat they can want—and extra. For an historic evil has been woke up there, an outstanding strength that may not relaxation till it has escaped its otherworldly criminal and brought revenge on all that lives. And in simple terms these like Alec—who have died and again to life—can step among the worlds and confront the killer . . . whether it ability a moment and all too everlasting death.
 
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That steward of yours is a strange character,” Micum stated, casting off his pipe and tobacco pouch. “I don’t imagine he cares on your plan to make this apartment a shelter for displaced ’faie. ” “He’s a ya’shel himself,” Seregil mused. “That should have been a tricky factor for him, lower than the occupation—a combined blood yet no longer a slave. Did you notice the glance on his face whilst he learned that one in all his new masters used to be a pure-blooded ’faie? ” “I did,” stated Alec. “Why might he hate different ’faie? ” “I suspect a person beat the disgrace of it into him from an early age. For all his lifestyles, it used to be slave blood. ” “The remainder of the loved ones is sweet, notwithstanding, and so they appear to like us. what number of people can the home accommodate, i'm wondering? ” “As many as come to us,” Seregil spoke back. “You’ll have your individual village the following in no time,” stated Micum, puffing away on his pipe. “That’s my desire. ” Micum blew a smoke ring on the ceiling. “Are you frightened to head off trying to find ghosts? ” “Murderers,” acknowledged Seregil, attaining for the wine. Micum smiled. “I imagine I’d wish to catch up with a ghost or . pleasant ones, besides. ” “You may have my share,” acknowledged Alec. They lit the candles Dorin had left for them and made their approach upstairs to their quarters. As Alec stepped into their room, he was once shocked to discover it darkish and damp, with the odor of guttered candles heavy at the sit back air. The small side-hinged window close to the mattress have been left open, and the ocean mist had discovered its manner in. He driven it close and latched it. The mattress were grew to become again for them and Seregil ran a surrender the sheets. “Damp, rattling it. Who in Bilairy’s identify lays a fireplace and leaves the window open? ” there have been no hearth chips to be chanced on, so Alec made do with flint and metal over the wooden that have been laid within the fire. He struck sparks part a dozen occasions ahead of the tinder stuck, or even even though the kindling used to be cedar, it was once gradual to burn. He blew lightly at the flames, attempting to coax them larger. The wooden stuck ultimately, however the hearth was once uninteresting and smoky. “What’s improper? ” Seregil requested from the sofa, the place he’d curled up in his cloak. “The wooden needs to be damp, too. ” Alec joined him, legs stretched out towards the fireside. with no a lot wish of the mattress drying each time quickly, he pulled his cloak over him and went to sleep. a noisy knocking woke them either someday later. The fickle hearth had burned all the way down to embers, the candles have been guttering, and the room used to be chillier and damper than ever. The knocking got here back, sounding from someplace down the hall. It was once loud, even at a distance, extra of a lifeless pounding. Alec went to the door and peered out. Micum used to be at his door around the corridor. “Is there a hearth? ” “That’s what i used to be considering. ” They walked down the hall jointly, towards the sound. some of the evening lamps had long past out. “Who’s there? ” Alec known as softly, no longer eager to wake the entire residence. “Dorin, is that you just? ” there has been no solution, however the knocking stopped they usually either heard an individual jogging off within the different path, towards the stairway. “Must were one of many servants,” Micum acknowledged with a yawn.

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