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Harrick is a newblood of an extraordinary kind He can create illusions, es, make people see what isn’t there And he has hidden us all in plain sight,air, Red?" the officer says with a hateful grin

"Collecting ship exactly what Ada told hi trade routes One hour of reading and she’s an expert on the imports and exports of Norta "Spun wool, sir"

But the officer is already walking off, unconcerned "Move on," he says, waving a gloved hand

The cart lurches forward and Harrick’s hand gripshi, to keep up his illusion until we’re inside Teate

"One minute more," I whisper "You’re al the h half-empty side streets lined with hu e’re looking for, while I keepI’th will fail, and our illusion will fall away, revealing us all to the street The people here are Red, but will certainly report a cart suddenly full of the country’s ruffly, and Crance obliges He eases the cart toward a clapboard house with cri overhead, a candle burns in theRed as the dawn

There’s an alleyway next to the house, bordered by the Scarlet Guard house and two empty, abandoned homes Where their occupants are, I don’t know, but they probably fled the Measures or were executed for trying It’s cover enough for h The protection of his illusion is gone "Well done"

We waste no ti up to the Guard house, using the overhang of the roof to hide as best we can Farley takes the lead, and knocks three ti but darkness beyond Farley enters without hesitation, and we follow

My eyes adjust quickly to the dark house, and I’m struck by the similarity to my home in the Stilts Sirihtbulbs overhead are dark, either broken or , sold off for food

"Captain," a voice says An older woray, appears by theand snuffs out the candle Her face is lined with age, her hands with scars And around her wrist, a fale red band, just like the one old Will Whistle bore

As in Harbor Bay, Farley frowns and shakes the woman’s hand "I’ to the Colonel, but not Command They have other ideas where you’re concerned" Co "Miss Barrow I’m Ellie Whistle"

I raise an eyebrow "Whistle?" I say "Are you related to--"

Ellie cuts me off before I can finish "Most likely not Whistle’s a nicknaler Whistles on the wind, all of us" Indeed Will Whistle and his old wagon were always full of sht myself "I’m Scarlet Guard too," she adds

I knew that, at least Farley’s been in contact with her people over the last feeeks, those not under the command of the Colonel, ould help us and keep our ood," I tell her "We’re here for the Marcher family" Two of the by their birthdays "They’ll need to be removed from toithin the hour if possible"