If someone had said, even a few moons ago, that having Joras Mahid at my back would make me less nervous, I would have laughed in his face. He was exactly as he should be, on my left and back out of the way should I draw the Imperial sword. I had to have it. In the satchel slung over my shoulder was another book, wrapped in Temple silver… they would see the silver and not dare open it – if I
Published on October 25, 2010 17:27