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Runa’s song had become little more than a buzzing in the background of Jorir’s attention as he bruised the honeyed leaves in the mortar and prayed the other two would hurry up. At least Lord Einarr didn’t seem to be growing any worse now. Given enough time, the song magic could probably handle it. Only,…
“Be careful, Erik, don’t jostle him. That looks awful.” Erik let Runa’s fretting pass without comment, but Jorir snorted. “That’s because it is. That wound’s not exactly fresh anymore. He’s had to do some work to get out here.” The climb up to the fourth floor of the tower crawled. The stairwell was barely wide…
Three paces outside the door of the hall his tune trailed off and he stopped, now seeing what was in store for them. Set up in the Hall yard were two large wooden tubs on a platform over a bonfire. Steam rose up into the midsummer morning, and the air smelled strongly of peppermint and…
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