Chapter 15
er trying to kill a tyrant. e came back to to travel. As musicians, yes. And as artisans, mercs, ates one time in a triad Game year, as
masons and builders, guards to a Senzian banker, sailors on a dozen different merc-s even before tains, it ask in life o be. About ried. You kno, Danoleon knoe you years ago anding . It o take botyrants toget t again be free.”
eady passion t;I remember. I remember t letter came. And I ell you again e you to t s castle in Certando: you es freedom, and Astibars and tregeas at tiganas name. Of our very existence in t t of everyt the price of vengeance and our pride.”
quot;Our pride,quot; Alessan ecly no;O our pride, motaug I learned someter, as a man. In my exile. I learned about Astibars pride. About Senzios and Asolis and Certandos. I learned yrants came.”
quot;t; Pasit; is ter. is a peninsula t we s?”
quot; is tigana?quot; Erlein di Senzio asked bluntly, in his hands.
Pasit;I ; so tion; no one old Erlein, s in minutes from a scattering of clues.
S;tigana is t of poo t cer. And no nig descendant of t union is in tire past of ; Sment. quot;Falling tion at stake in this!”
S in up from urn t beside her Alessan bowed his head.
Erlein di Senzio, from too far to see t;And sell you tibars? ill you ory of Eanna on tars from tandos claim to be t and soul of t alkers in two hundred years ago?”
traig ing errible to he face of so much courage and such a force of will.
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