By Glen Cook
Across the mountains known as the Dragon's enamel, past the chilliness succeed in of the Werewind and the fires of the world's starting, above the partitions of the fort Fangdred, stands Windtower. From this lonely hold the celebrity Rider calls forth the struggle that even wizards dread, fought for a woman's hundred-lifetime love. a lady referred to as Nepanthe, princess to the Stormkings…
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Like a fox. I've already taken Iwa Skolovda. " A Councilman shuffled forward, sword ready. Turran shook his head sadly, said, "Take care of the fool, Luxos. " Luxos stepped up, smiling confidently. His opponent's certainty wavered. Then he made a lunge that should have slain. But Luxos brushed his blade aside, launched his own attack. Steel rang on steel three times. The Iwa Skolovdan stared at his empty hand. The lesson wasn't lost on the others. Turran chuckled. "Like I said, we're taking over.
He began a lengthy black invocation calling for thunder, lightning, fire from the sky to fall on the precocious urchins. Nothing happened. His magic was false, though impressive-and the children knew him a fraud. " Speaking to himself, he muttered, "Mighty, generous, wealthy Prost Kamenets, my mother's prize carbuncle! Three cold, miserable, rainy days sitting by famous Dragon Gate, and no shekels. Not even one little, very corroded copper cast this humble, helpful soul. What kind of strange city this?
And, obese one, what dread future transpires should harridan wife of self discover recalcitrant husband returned to ungrateful Prost Kamenets? " He paused for a moment of contemplation. Beneath his brows, he examined the watching children. They had fallen silent, hung on his words. They were ready. "Moreover," said he to himself, "man of tender feet, it is not meant that self should walk many miles on long path to Iwa Skolovda. " His face brightened at the suggestion of theft. He answered himself, "Hai!
A Shadow of All Night Falling (Dread Empire) by Glen Cook