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It’s traditionally considered bad luck to tell children what to expect on the day of their test, but his mother considers ignorance a greater threat than misfortune.
In his observation, honor often fled before self-preservation.
The boy had to have known it was useless. [He knew,] her Presence confirmed. And he tried anyway, Suriel thought.
Death could well be the best thing that had ever happened to him.
“…you chipped in the head?”
His parents hadn’t even sworn to each other on their souls when they were married.
“First thing my master taught me about the sacred arts: when the time’s right, you shed blood. There’s no getting around it.”
“A disciple is not worthy to take a disciple.”
The elder took a step inside, glancing from side to side as though checking to see what other trick Lindon had prepared. That sight was like dawn rising before Lindon’s eyes.
“What would your master say about throwing your life away here?” She deflected another lance of light, but she didn’t leave the Tomb. “He’d say if I killed one of them for each of my fingers, I could die proud.” Of course he would.
