Wigg lifted the covers and looked at Faegan’s mangled legs. ”Closing her eyes, Shailiha used her only active Forestallment to call down her personal flier. CHAPTER LXIFROM THE BOW OF THE TAMMERLAND, TRISTAN USED Tyranny’s spyglass to look north. Smiling, she snapped the scissorblades open and shut several times.
They slept late at the Commercial House in Saginaw, and ate a large breakfast, during which Doc Bingham discoursed on the theory and practice of book salesman-ship. Their soft undersides quickly blended into the night, replete with perfectly simulated clouds and stars. This time they did not reappear. Being outfoxed by another wizard was hard enough on Faegan’s infamous ego.
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