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"Thank you, Holy One" Neph had only days to figure out the ht depose more than Dorian

"The latest ones approach," Khali said "Bring theestured to the Soulsworn There were six young wo with them, and they all looked terrified Khali’s potential hosts were all peasant girls Neph’s men hadn’t had much to choose from in this wilderness Neph led the young s Neph studied the girls as they studied Khali Four were either ugly or plain Khali hated ugliness Tere pretty, but Neph could See that one had been raped--against Neph’s explicit orders He would kill someone for that Khali wanted any violation of Her host to coirl was even prettier, with big brown eyes and radiant skin, but she was disfigured with scars

"What’s your name, child?" Khali asked the scarred one

"Elene Cromwyll uh, Mistress"

"Would you like to live forever, Elene?"

The girl’s big eyes filled with such longing that even Neph couldn’t help but pity her "More than anything," Elene said

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Feir was standing at a table in Ezra’s secret workroo cloth in his hand He wasn’t polishing the blade He’d polished it a dozen ti in the first place

"It’s finished," he said aloud "Except for one thing" Feir unveiled the sword His fraud was nearly Ceur’caelestos’ twin He had held Ceur’caelestos, had marveled at it, had studied every whorl in the patterns of the ons were etched in either side of his blade, facing the tip, dragons of sun and y The blade had a single edge, curving slightly to give it ive it strength, the flexible iron core coe This blade’s form was pure show It was mistarille, and it wouldn’t break even if a man stood on the side of the blade and the wielder lifted it Despite its incredible strength, Ceur’caelestos was lighter than it should have been The mistarille, folded and refolded like steel, had the same steel patterns Ceur’caelestos’ blade had borne The difference between the original and Feir’s fraud was that the original held the "fires of heaven" In response to danger or ons could breathe what looked like fire out to the tip of the blade

Feir knew the weaves to duplicate that, now What he didn’t have was a heartstone to hold the weaves Certain stones resonated with different frequencies of ics, specifically those having to do with red and orange light If a stone was pure enough and exactly the right size, which varied by weave, a resonance could be built that sustained itself This was nearly always iic imbued in items failed after a tion’s heart

"This part was supposed to be si "The prophecy was ‘The greatest red gives dragon’s heart and head’" The greatest red had to be a big ruby, a heartstone, but placed at the dragon’s head on the sword

Feir had done a dozen is over the course of the winter With the barest of clues he’d been given in his time in Ezra’s Wood, he’d come to Black Barrow and found the secret tunnel to this rooold tools He’d avoided the hundreds of Vürdmeisters who shared the shadowed city with him and found seven broken mistarille swords He’d discovered Ezra’s notes--a treasure any Maker would give his right are mistarille! He’d made the most beautiful fraud in history

But he couldn’t find a red rock