“[Bloodraven] fingered the cloth, marveling at the tightness of the weave. The things that the men of the lowlands were capable of never ceased to amaze him. Those few stolen items that trickled up to the northern tribes were bartered… — P.L. Nunn Copy Share Image
“What did he owe the man—half-man, but wholly male—who’d raped, branded, enslaved and humiliated him? Only, as vivid as those memories were, the irritating,… — P.L. Nunn Copy Share Image
“[Bloodraven] fingered the cloth, marveling at the tightness of the weave. The things that the men of the lowlands were capable of never ceased… — P.L. Nunn Copy Share Image
“Why?" he asked instead. "Why do such things when my death would have benefited you far more?" Yhalen bent over his knees, resting forehead… — P.L. Nunn Copy Share Image
“...he wondered dismally when his heart had been so thoroughly lost to an enemy.” — P.L. Nunn Copy Share Image