We know who she is,’ Greyhand said. “‘Gabe?’ came a wild cry. ‘Dior?’ “My heart dropped and rolled in my chest, Dior’s eyes lit up, and we both turned toward the shout. And stumbling down the frozen riverbank, among a cadre of Silver Sisters armed with wheellock rifles, I saw a face I never thought to see again. “‘Sister Chloe!’ Dior cried.
