a Robbi
the grime on the lower ward's single
not
saw his face as it had been e
warning still ringing in my ears. Twins, she had said. And the girl is
re he lifted his eyes from his ledger. When he
wife says it will be dangerous.
ned the page. "I have no time for birthing ro
in her fingers. When a draught came through the casement she had shivered-once, and barely at all. Kraig had been on his feet b
ile. I had not seen it once
ris a cold man. He had sim
hey were hers. When she wanted the verses I wrote at the kitchen table, she wore them on her lips at every feast in the province and curtsied for the applause as though the words had been hers. When I was seven,
risk their precious daughter on a dying lord, they gave me to him instead. A docile, Dragonless se
had taken me the way a ma
bs, the stiff edges digging into my sk
, Nora let out a weak cough, her ti
if sewn together with hot twine, and reached out t
he door gave a measuof Nurse Elara, nor the care
s, and a tall figure stepped over the t
my arms sweeping across the wooden trou
m, his head tilted slightly downward to a
stine, snow-white wool o
intricate threads of pure gold, catching the faint gray light and ca
adiant crest-a golden dragon soarin
e Stephens fami
ghtly in an open, placating gesture. "I am Eben Stephens.
rried an undercurrent of soothing po
agnant air of the ward, carrying the rich, sharp scen
se stuttering at the overwhelm
ranking
served only the Grea
phens lineage doing down here, in t
ifting in a desperate attempt to look dangerous despite my shaking limbs. "Lord Harr
Royal Healer want with a charity cell? The upper wards sit three hund
did not answ
ged with faint rings of pal
nd, the man's breath cau
low. "It is the law of the Royal College. Someone must look at the faces of the poor, or no one ever would. I read them every m
at worke
did n
bones, the straight line of my nose, the cur
f ancient molten ore, staring back
rely perceptible twitch rippli
ered by the soiled straw on the ston
ne me, his eyes drifted toward
idden beneath my hair, lay a faint, pale bir
l-the terrible, absolute stillness
led as he reached down and unclasped a polished black-wood
look at a Dragonless stray like that. He recognized someth
register so thick with restrained emotion that the hair on my arms stood
La
a dry, bit
gh. The nurses here call me the lord's stray. Call me what yo
ot rise to
ess toward the trough, giving me ample
h-colored warmth-a low-tier therapeutic dragonfire that rad
of his fingers against Nora
her shivering, her tiny hands uncurling, letting out
antly, his little mouth worki
glowing hands, my heart h
hours just for a bowl of warmed bro
is sacred inner fire to comfort
s. The words stru
ars. Nora. Leo. I had named them in the dark with no one to hear me, and I
he withdrew his hands and turned fully toward me. "Very strong. Bu
knuckles turning white a
said softly, lifting a small
als and a single, slender needle crafted from a daslayer
s death, the ancient bane and absolscreamed at m
touching Dragonslayer Gold u
anded, shrinking back
ghtly at the edges. "I need a single drop of your blood to ensure no childb
eedle to the peaceful faces
this cell, Nora and
nded my right arm, bruised
y," I w
ook my
ers holding my arm as though it
ld needle down, the tip pricki
any iron cut I had ever know
red blood welled up f
with ligh
of thick, ceremonial parchment
kit, he withdrew a small, dull red ingot of Dragonslayer Gold from his p
ouched my blood, the air inumped into a smelting furnac
furiously, bubbling and spittin
ped away, peeling back like dead leaves in an autumn gale,
brilliant, warm halo across Eben's face, illumi
tting the iron table and sending th
is mouth, a choked, ragged
red, his voice cracking into piece
s, staring at the glowing, golden st
voice trembling. "What is wr
he damp straw, his pristine white robes dr
y touched the edge of my cot, his hands ca
rror. "My brother's wife has your mouth. Your jaw. Your brow. I have hunted for that face in every crowd, in every provin
broke clea
kingdom has ever known. You are ho
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