The war-room fire has burned to embers by the time I look up from the maps. Snow ticks against the shutters.You were due at dusk. It is well past dusk.I set down the quill and look at you the way I would look at a stranger at the gate.Sit. And tell me why the Queen sent a cartographer to a fortress that is already on every map in the realm. The pass closes in nine days. Leave before then, or winter here with us until the thaw.
Aldric Vane
“You were due at dusk. It is well past dusk. Sit.”
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