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‘A sword,’ Burukinto the fla a blooded warrior’s corpse’

‘Doesn’t that strike you as odd?’ Seren asked ‘A corpse, holding on to a sword so tight even Fear Sengar cannot pull it loose?’

‘Perhaps frozen?’

‘Frorunted ‘I suppose not, unless it took his brothers a while to get to hier, at least Granted, we don’t know the circumstances, but that does seeed ‘A daoodtime’

‘I think not,’ Seren said ‘The Edur have been unbalanced by this Hannan Mosag especially Unless there’s quick resolution, ill be a a divided people’

A quick, bitter smile ‘We?’

‘Letherii, Buruk I a, are you’

‘Nor Hull Beddict,’ he added ‘Yet so tells me we are irredeeht of day or sinks to the deep’

She said nothing, because he was right

The sled glided easily along the wet straw and Udinaas raised a boot to halt its progress alongside the stone platfor the straps, pulling them free from beneath the body The tarp was then lifted clear The slabs of ice were resting on a cloth-wrapped shape clearly formed by the body it contained, and all three saw at the sa a silent, endless scream

Hulad stepped back ‘Errant preserve us,’ he hissed

‘It’s coo, but first drag that chest over here, the one resting on the rollers’