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Nojewels from the bedchambers of ladies Unless he felt like it

As deterh, the tension between him and Morry hurt Never did Morry call him “sir,” except in public

He shook off his feelings of guilt and doubt when he espied the package on the large library table His boots! He set his glass aside and unbound the boots fro fragrance of new leather

This purchase represented one of his few extravagances With the currency the plainshield advanced hiotten fitted for the boots in the finest shop in all of Sacor City He chose only the best grade of leather, pliant but sturdy, which he now caressed, the la off the polished, black finish He could wear the boots unrolled to his thighs for riding, or rolled down as desired

The expense was unbelievable, but he grew tired of wearing old things, things his father and grandfather once wore He owned so as the Raven Mask, but could not wear it when he was being his He wished he could purchase a whole neardrobe, but not only did he dare not squander his funds all at once, it would appear suspicious for him to suddenly dress like a well-off aristocrat Comments would be made, and questions asked He’d be noticed Too s, and questions would lead to guesses about where he’d acquired the funds He could not take the chance his role as the Raven Mask be revealed

No, Amberhill dared only make careful purchases for now, and by the time his fortunes were transformed, no one would think to ask questions

I will tell theht And it will be the truth

For all that Morry ht future of opportunity and wealth

THE WALL SPEAKS

We stand sentry day and night, through storm and winter, and freeze and thaw

From Ullem Bay to—

The storm batters us

From Ullem Bay to—

The storm weathers us

To the shores of dae—

are cracking

Hear us Help us Heal us

Do not trust hiht us to ruin