The Wisdom of Crowds (The Age of Madness #3)

by Joe Abercrombie

I had a vision. Just a year or two past, though it feels an age ago. It’s all come true, one way or another.” She looked out of the windows, their bright squares reflected in her eye. “I saw a wolf eat the sun.” Orso pondered that. “Well, I’m no magus, learned in the interpretation of visions… but I’d say that was Stour Nightfall making war on the Union.” “I saw a lion eat the wolf.” He sat back, rather enjoying the game. “The Young Lion, beating the Great Wolf in the Circle.” “I saw a lamb eat the lion.” Orso could not help but grin. “That was me, giving Brock a richly deserved kick up the arse at Stoffenbeck.” “I saw an owl eat the lamb.” Orso’s grin faded. “Who’s the owl?” “No idea.” Now she looked at him, and with the strangest, saddest expression. “Till now.” He was starting to feel worried. “What is it?” “I’m the owl,” she said.