Chapter Twenty
“You’re—You’re mad,” Malden had said two days before, when Cythera…
Chapter Twenty-One
The crown—technically a coronet—was not a work of great art…
Chapter Twenty-Two
Bile rushed up Malden’s throat and his head swam. The…
Chapter Twenty-Three
A great crashing noise stopped Croy in his tracks. “That…
Chapter Twenty-Four
It was all Malden could do to hold on. His…
Chapter Twenty-Five
Croy’s blood thrummed with excitement, as if his veins were…
Chapter Twenty-Six
“Curse you, leave off,” Malden whimpered. His strength was nearly…
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Warm gusts of air chased up the shaft and made…
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Croy dashed into the shadows, keeping his head down as…
Chapter Twenty-Nine
As a child growing up in a brothel, Malden had…
Chapter Thirty
Malden rushed back through the arches, thinking Kemper must have…
Part II
An Unquiet Crown
Interlude
Chapter Thirty-One
Croy and Cythera spent much of the night in furtive…
Chapter Thirty-Two
It took Malden the better Part of the day to…
Chapter Thirty-Three
Finding Bikker was easily enough done, for a man with…
Chapter Thirty-Four
When the Seven Day Fire finally burned itself out, leaving…
Chapter Thirty-Five
The boy’s face was freckled and his chin weak, when…
Chapter Thirty-Six
Knightly interruptions notwithstanding, Malden’s preparations were finished long before midnight.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
An hour later Malden was fast, and finally, asleep.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
The rough hands that dragged Malden inside the door threw…
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Wizardry was not technically illegal in Skrae. It was not…
Chapter Forty
“I’m half of a mind to string you up anyway,…
Chapter Forty-One
And then Cutbill was alone. For quite a while he…
Chapter Forty-Two
Sir Croy had been raised to be a knight, to…
Chapter Forty-Three
