The Adjunct reined in again, at the very centre, and swung her horse round to face the silent troops. ‘On the day of the Na’ruk, they stood for you. Today, here, you shall stand for them. And I shall stand with you, my beloved soldiers.’ She held up a gauntleted hand. ‘Say nothing. We are walls of silence, you and me. We are perfect reflections of the one we face, and we have faced each other for so long now. ‘And the meaning of that silence is none of the enemy’s business.’ Behind her she could feel the tramp of thousands of boots reverberating up from the ground, but she would not turn,
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