You want to find him and kill himwith your own hands, and you won’t rest until you do. As Traax walked off, Tristan returned the spyglass to his eye and gazed at the Recluse. “You have already become familiar with me,Faxon, and Xanthus. The total stillness felt deadly.
Tristan looked down to see plates of quail’s eggs, ham, and sliced brown bread. Now and then in the distance a clump of woodland stood up like an island. Gaius watched the Jin’Sai unsheathe his dreggan. The birds were singing again, and the early-afternoon sunfelt good on her face.
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