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She hesitated, then asked, ‘Have you cut flesh for him?’

‘I have As he has for hter about her shoulders The wind had not relented, though so rush ‘Hull, do you fear this Great Meeting?’

‘I need only look back to see what lies ahead’

‘Are you so sure of that?’

‘We will buy peace, but it will be, for the Tiste Edur, a deadly peace’

‘But peace none the less, Hull’

‘Acquitor, you ht as well know, and so understandI mean to incite the Edur into ith Letheras’

Stunned, she stared at hie,’ he said, ‘do as you will’

CHAPTER THREE

Face to the Light betrayed by the Dark Father Shadow lies bleeding Unseen and unseeing lost until his Children take the final path and in the solitude of strangers Awaken once more

Tiste Edur prayer

A HARD SILENCE THAT SEEMED AT HOME IN THE DENSE, IMPENETRABLE fog The Blackwood paddles had been drawn from water thick as blood, which ran in rivulets, then beads, down the polished shafts, finally drying with a patina of salt in the cool,to do but wait

Daughter Menandore had delivered a gri The body of a Beneda warrior A bloated corpse scorched by sorcery, skin peeled back by the ceaseless hungers of the sea The whispering roar of flies stung into flight by the arrival of those Edur whose slaves had first found it

Letherii sorcery

The warrior wore no scabbard, no arboats had set out from the river mouth shortly after the discovery In the lead craft rode Hannan Mosag and his K’risnan Cadre, along with seventy-five blooded warriors Crews of one hundred followed in the three additional raiders

The tide carried them out for a time It soon became clear that no aited offshore, so they left the three triangular sails on each ship furled and, thirty-five warriors to a side, had begun paddling

Until the Warlock King had signalled a halt