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and Lisa for good-humored editorial expertise, while Cassie and Adrian spread
the word. Of the many booksellers whose enthusiasm is doing so much, my local
OttakarТs team is closest to me in every sense. My thanks go to all, as well as
to their colleagues.
I would also like to thank the ever expanding circle of friends, family, friends
of family, family of friends and members of IPROW who continue to support me
with curious facts, plausible names and ongoing interest.
This circle has, however, been sadly diminished by the untimely deaths of Zoey
Ducker, through tragic accident, and Graham Skinner, after long illness. They
are not forgotten.



Chapter One
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From Planir,
Archmage of Hadrumal,
to Messire Guliel DТOlbriot,
Sieur of that House and Keeper of the Honor
of the Name, Adjurist of the Convocation of
Princes and Patron of the Empire,
Solstice salutations and most heartfelt wishes for
prosperity and health in the year to come.
My dear Sieur,
I am most grateful to you for intelligence of the Elietimm ships wrecked on your
coasts over the For-Winter season. I have not forgotten the narrow escape of
both your man and mine in their recent encounter with that race and may I assure
you I remain sensible of the threat to your domains and the wider peace of the
Empire. Beyond such important but necessarily impersonal concerns, I would
venture to remind you that just as you lost a sworn man in Aiten, I lost a
scholar in Geris, a man of much learning who might have aided us both against
this threat, though of course, nothing outweighs the loss of both their lives. I
do not forget such debits in the scales, as I am sure you do not.
Your letter encourages me to think that you realize, as do I, that our interests
lie along the same road in this matter. Just as you face the very real danger of
hostile forces landing on your coasts, or worse, to lie concealed in the
unpopulated reaches of Dalasor or Gidesta, so I am faced with the threat of a
complex magic whose mysteries we in Hadrumal are still unravelling. On that
subject may I assure you that there can be no shame or blame attached to your
man Aiten for his attack on my mage Shivvalan. There can be no doubt that had
his mind not been invaded by the foul enchantments of the Elietimm, he would
have fought to the end in defense of his honor and your Name.
Thank you for your enquiries after Shivvalan; he is quite recovered and eager to
do his part in foiling the schemes of the Elietimm. You also mentioned the
pleasure with which you received the sword that I discovered so unfortunately
concealed by an elderly and somewhat eccentric wizard, but your thanks are
unnecessary. It is sufficient recompense that you approved my suggestion to
present the blade to your sworn man Ryshad Tathel. I was most impressed by his
resourcefulness and courage in the face of dire trials and it seemed only
fitting that such an heirloom should be used once more to defend the Empire, in