She shifted the spyglass down. Another pair of golden circlets was visible over his boots. “Did he have those in Arabak?” “Not that I remember,” Kitay said. “But I remember seeing these odd scars once, right around—” “He’s seen us,” Rin said abruptly. Nezha had taken out a spyglass, too. He was looking right back at them. She was struck by the symmetry of the scene. They could have been a painting—two opposing factions lined under statues that may as well have been their patron gods. Tearza and the Red Emperor, Speerly against conqueror, the newest participants in a centuries-old conflict that
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