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The Shepherd King had made seventy-eight Providence Cards in descending order. There were twelve Black Horses, held exclusively by the King’s elite guard—the Destriers. Eleven Golden Eggs. Ten
Prophets. Nine White Eagles. Eight Maidens. Seven Chalices. Six Wells. Five Iron Gates. Four Scythes. Three Mirrors. Two Nightmares. And one Twin Alders.
The Nightmare watched the brawl behind my eyes, his tail flickering.
Before I could say anything—before I could even shiver—Emory heaved, hunching his back, and coughed blood on the stone floor. Shame, the Nightmare said. I was just beginning to like him.

