mpress a traveler in a tavern in Corte  a pro-Barbadior party o be forming in t Ygrathen province.

    It alk, Devin  and  across tly in  Senzio not formally occupied by eiter bots Governor remained paralytically unable to decide ill  ty years, eaco expose itself by moving first.

    to Devin to cone from time of  ail one of to live a very long time—not ter.

    Quileia, tter. One far beyond Devins limited experience to sort out or define.

    even guess range country soutains.  migransitory King, one o tually maimed, and unarmed, meet to slay ake  been slain, times  been slain.

    And noess  possible to miss t. A little overawed, Devin shook his head.

    ance aring at h an odd expression.

    quot;Youre a tful young man, arent you?quot; t said.

    Devin s;Not unduly. I dont knoainly not . I dont ernoon.  do you t will mean?”

    One anso receive.

    tavern-keeper, ly succeeded in ignoring Rovigos intermittent signaling for anottle of rode to tures even in the darkened room.

    quot;You!quot; ;Your name Devin?”

    taken aback, Devin nodded reflexive agreement. tavern-keepers expression gre.

    quot;Get out of ; ;Your triad-cursed sisters outside. Says your fat you bot o turn me in for serving an underage. You gutter- spa, Ill teaco put me at risk of being s doival!”

    Before Devin could move, a full pitco inging like fire.  reaming eyes, swearing furiously.

    o observe an extraordinary sight.

    Rovigo—not a big man—