By Janny Wurts
The long-awaited starting of the fourth tale arc - Sword of the Canon - within the epic fable sequence, the Wars of sunshine and Shadow.
Betrayed and double-crossed, Arithon s'Ffalenn is held captive by way of the Order of the Koriathain. The determined Fellowship Sorcerers have gambled the weal of Athera and compelled during the perilous discount that spared him, because the final Prince of Rathain, and their sole wish of team spirit. To droop the major Matriarch's decree of execution, Arithon lives in simple terms to conflict Marak's horde of loose wraiths, unleashed one after the other from the defensive grip of the big name wards.
But at the day the final wraith is redeemed, the rigid phrases sealed by way of Dakar's oath of debt could be forfeit...
Against a backdrop during which the faith of sunshine has gone through schism, the fanatical precise Sect's excessive priesthood stands fed on by means of its thwarted ambition: to beat Havish, the spine of order that secures the phrases of Paravian survival. Now Lord Mayor of Etarra, Lysaer s'Ilessid needs to struggle the pull of the Mistwraith's curse, and conflict for sanity to uphold his simply ethic. one other younger defender will stand at his part, newly sworn via the Sorcerer's auspices.
As Arithon's lifestyles once more turns into the fulcrum that shifts the sport board, Elaira's selection could keep or holiday the volatile destiny; whereas at huge and answerable to no mortal legislation, Davien and the dragon that holds his carrier throw within the wild card not anyone predicts...
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His lord's rage ebbing, but slowly, trickling down like the rain. Blood leaked from a sword wound in Anomander's left shoul¬der. And there had been a look in his eyes . , Endest sighed as he worked his way up the street's slope, but it was an uneven, harsh sigh. Off to his left was the heaped rubble of the old palace. A few jagged walls rose here and there, and crews had carved paths into the mass of wreckage, salvaging stone and the occasional timber that had not burned. The deafening col¬lapse of that edifice still shivered in Endest's bones, and he slowed in his climb, one hand reaching Out to lean against a wall.
Facing the crystal window that ran the entire length of the Nightwater wall, his long silver-white hair faintly luminous in the muted, refracted light cast into the room by the faceted quartz. The sword Dragnipur was nowhere in sight. Three steps into the chamber and Spinnock halted. ' 'You won again, Lord. ' Spinnock smiled wryly. 'When all else seems lost. ' Perhaps Anomander Rake nodded at that, or his gaze, fixed somewhere out on the waves of Nightwater, shifted downward to something closer by.
Am I not the last one left to share with my lord that memory! The pressure slowly eased. And once again, he had survived the embrace. And the next time? There was no telling, but he did not believe he could last much longer. The pain clutching his chest, the thunder in his skull. We have found a new supply of cadaver eels. That is what I will tell him. And he will smile and nod, and perhaps settle one hand on my shoulder. A gentle, cautious squeeze, light enough to ensure that nothing breaks. He will speak his gratitude.