By Raymond E. Feist
The penultimate quantity of the powerful Riftwar Cycle conflict rages in Midkemia yet in the back of the chaos there's disquieting facts of darkish forces at paintings. Jim Dasher's frequently infallible intelligence community has been cleverly dismantled; nowhere is secure. He feels that the area is coming aside on the seams and is helpless to guard his country. Quiet palace coups are underway in Roldem and Rillanon; and King Gregory of the Isles has but to supply an inheritor. In every one state a unmarried petty noble has risen from obscurity to threaten the throne. Lord Hal of Crydee and his nice buddy Ty Hawkins, champion swordsman of the Masters' court docket, are entrusted with the duty of smuggling Princess Stephane and her lady-in-waiting, the stunning yet mysterious girl Gabriella, out of Roldem to a spot of better protection. yet is there any shelter to be came across? in the meantime, Hal's more youthful brothers Martin and Brendan are trying to carry the strategic urban of Ylith opposed to an onslaught of Keshian puppy squaddies, and a mysterious strength from underneath the ocean. the dominion may lose Crydee and recuperate; but when Ylith falls, all is misplaced. An unknown participant seems to be to orchestrating those conflicts. Can Pug and the Conclave of Shadows tune down this resource prior to Midkemia is destroyed?
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When Narab killed Delekhan’s son and rose to take command of Clan Badger, he needed to make peace with me. For once in his life he made the right choice and told me the truth. ‘The trap that was laid during the second attack on the Kingdom city of Sethanon was aided by eledhel and dwarves as well as humans. The secret Narab would happily kill you to hide is that he was the one in league with the eledhel, dwarves and humans. ’ Arkan sat back and drained his ale. ’ ‘It is a secret worth killing over.
As he neared the edge of the encampment a voice called out his name. Slowing his horse, he approached the fire’s glow. ’ ‘No more than usual,’ said the warrior in charge of the post with a wry chuckle. He extended his hand. ’ ‘Let’s hope our aunt feels the same,’ answered Arkan, taking his arm. Each gripped the other’s wrist. ’ Arkan didn’t try to hide his surprise. ’ With a slight smile the broad-shouldered fighter nodded once. ‘Head straight to the split in the trail, then right to the small clearing above the main camp.
I’d expect no less an answer. Then come, Arkan of the Ardanien, this you must know: a conflict that will engulf our world is brewing, and without your help we may all perish. ’ She fell silent. ’ he asked. Liallan looked him in the eyes, then motioned for him to stand. Once again she studied his face before speaking. ’ ‘You must go south. ’ ‘Again I do not know. ’ Arkan was rendered almost speechless. ‘Why? ‘Your sons are closer to the soil of this world than my chieftains. They are true sons of the moredhel, warriors without dishonour, strong without being overly ambitious.