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A meat vendor in bloody clothes walked toward him, a stick of metal in one hand

He ht think I done it “I- I…”

Scab sprinted back to the Spring

“What the fuck are you up to?” the sirl shouted as he passed her

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The stinking rags discarded, Silas sat on a rock draped in a thick fur poncho, his woollen trousers and leather boots protruding towards the fire Hundreds of feet below, the rushing river filled the void between the towering runt fro the path’s edge

Silas gazed toward an endless blanket of stars, the grey eyes of the boy in the alleyway do with Tibbit Eyes from the old demon stories Surely it can’t be?

Despite the so-called events of over two hundred, or even three hundred years ago, stories of demons would still crop up around fires or tavern tables Nowere never to be forgotten But as far as Silas was concerned, it was all made up to scare children

He reloves, reached out to the fire to warm his hands, then drew his blade froht as he studied it, then used the tip to knock off pieces of dirt frogest it to him?

Silas wanted to help The boy re day by day in that shit hole while everyone else around hiet his filthy hands on He couldn’t remember what the assassin had said to persuade hio, only that it hadn’t taken much Can’t just offer him food and shelter He’ll think I’m a slaver

He returned the blade, rose to arch his back, and let out a soft growl “Vala”

The horse approached, dipping her head as she arrived The fire reflected in her eye as he stroked her neck “Back to Talon, girl It’s time I passed on the favour”

It took an hour to descend the slate path and reach the edge of the forest A vast area of scorched farmland stretched out in front of hih-walled wooden Wane co this way offered the best chance to slip into Talon; guards were rarely seen anywhere near the Wane couard towers shouldn’t spot him

He let out a long sigh A him What if they don’t have the space? He had no idea howti here, that’s for certain

He dismounted Vala, tied her to a tree, threw his poncho over her, and re, Silas patted Vala’s neck “Won’t be long, girl” I hope