By Jim Butcher
For hundreds of years, the folk of Alera have harnessed the furies—elementals of earth, air, fireplace, water, wooden, and metal—to guard their land from aggressors. yet no fury can retailer them from the risks they face inside of. A mysterious assault from around the sea has weakened the 1st Lord. should still he fall, a bloody civil conflict is inevitable. The accountability of keeping off assassination makes an attempt and treachery in the First Lord's circle of spies falls on Tavi, the only guy without fury to call…
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Resolute, she closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep. A long time later, exhaustion had more success than her will and she relaxed into slumber. A rotten tomato hit Arvage’s shoulder while the solsenti boys bounced with nervous bravado. Didn’t they know that the old man could kill them all with a touch of the magic he knew? Didn’t they know that he and Seraph had spent the better part of the past two days banishing a khurlogh, a demon spirit, that had been preying on nighttime visitors to the town well?
The rhythms of the bakery came back to Tier as if he’d not spent the better part of the last decade with a sword in his hand instead of a wooden spoon. He woke before dawn to ﬁre the ovens and, after a few days, quit having to ask Alinath for the proper proportion of ingredients. He could see the days stretching ahead of him in endless procession, each day just exactly like the one before. The years of soldiering had made him no more resigned to spending the rest of his life baking than he’d been at ﬁfteen.
She tried to wiggle away from him, but there wasn’t much room. Then she was still for a long time while Tier drifted into a light doze. Some time later her quiet weeping woke him, and he shifted her closer, patting her back as if she were his little sister coming to him with a scraped knee rather than the loss of her family. He woke to her strange pale eyes staring at him, lit by sunlight leaking through morning clouds. Ra v e n ’s S h a d o w 23 “I could have used this on you,” Seraph said. He looked at the blade she held in her dirty hands—his best knife.