The Whitefire Crossing (Shattered Sigil, Book 1)

By Courtney Schafer

EISBN-13: 978-1-59780-352-6

Dev is a smuggler with the suitable disguise. He's in excessive call for as a consultant for the caravans that hold valid items from the town of Ninavel into the rustic of Alathia. The path during the Whitefire Mountains is treacherous, and Dev is likely one of the few climbers who is aware tips on how to pass them competently. along with his ability and connections, it's effortless sufficient to slide contraband charms from Ninavel - the place any magic is reasonable online game, irrespective of how darkish - into Alathia, the place such a lot magic is outlawed.

But smuggling a number of charms is something; smuggling somebody throughout the warded Alathian border is close to suicidal. Having made a promise to a demise buddy, Dev is pressured to tackle a singularly harmful shipment: Kiran. a tender apprentice at the run from some of the most robust mages in Ninavel, Kiran is determined adequate to pay a fortune to sneak right into a kingdom the place discovery potential definite execution - and he'll do no matter what it takes to avoid Dev from checking out the negative fact in the back of his getaway.

Yet Kiran isn't the one one harboring a perilous mystery. stuck up in an internet of subterfuge and darkish magic, Dev and Kiran needs to have the option to belief one another - or face not just their very own destruction, yet that of the total urban of Ninavel.

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Cara... I didn’t suggest that. actually. Denion made the easiest name he may. no one could’ve estimated a rockfall that enormous, after this sort of short hurricane. ” My buoyant power from Kinslayer leaked away, leaving me weary and a bit in poor health. I knew how undesirable it had burned Cara while no convoy could lease her father back, regardless of his 40 years of expertise. How she’d flinched while tavern gossips proclaimed Denion’s incompetence had killed all these males, as though they knew whatever approximately weighing hazards within the mountains.

He most likely hadn’t heard a observe she’d acknowledged. He was once gaping with eyes huge as kenet cash on the frozen sea of sharp peaks that stretched to the horizon. instantly in entrance people, the rock slabs dropped away in a thousand-foot cliff to a different barren excessive basin choked with boulders and snow. when we crossed damaged Hand cross, we’d have a number of days go back and forth over an alpine plateau filled with sharp ridges, subpeaks, and cirques ahead of the path plunged into the deep trench of Garnet Canyon after which made the lengthy climb up the canyon’s western wall to Arathel move.

Slap jointly a few loops of copper, etch on a few fancy-looking sigils, and promote it to superstitious marks who’ll by no means recognize it’s received no magic. ” Superstitious notwithstanding they have been, southerners did understand how to inform an exceptional tale. Khalmet’s their god of success, they usually say he has one hand of human flesh and one among skeletal bone. If he faucets you with the flesh hand, your good fortune is nice, but when he faucets you with the opposite, no attraction will prevent from catastrophe. Any guy who spends time within the mountains sees adequate humans die via no fault in their personal for that to make excellent experience.

Dev’s climate prediction proved actual. once the solar disappeared, the temperature plummeted. Kiran had by no means been so chilly in his lifestyles. Even sitting as as regards to the fireplace ring as he might get, with a hot meal in his belly and donning each sew of garments Dev had supplied for the journey, the coolness seeped via to his bones. The others looked as if it would think it too. Even Jerik huddled on the subject of the fireplace. dialog in the course of dinner used to be subdued, notwithstanding probably extra from the ongoing absence of Cara and Dev’s pleasant banter than the freezing evening air.

He sat curled in a good ball. pink firelight mirrored in his eyes and forged shadows underneath his cheekbones. “She informed me approximately Sethan, and his daughter. ” i peeked on the mages sitting silently through the door, and narrowed my eyes at Kiran. ahead of the listening to, Cara had half-convinced me I should clarify the total mess with Melly, play at the Council’s sympathies... yet my first glimpse of these chilly, stern faces had replaced my brain. Varellian and her ilk wouldn’t melt out of sentiment, and each intuition screamed at me to not provide my center into an enemy’s hand.

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