“Honored One,” Karede said, “I and mine are ordered to—” “To go die on the front lines. I’m bloody working on that, Karede. Keep your sword out of your own gut for the moment, kindly.” The man’s expression darkened, but he held his tongue. “She doesn’t really want you dead, you realize,” Mat said. He could not say more without revealing the plot to bring her back. “If my death serves the Empress, may she live forever, then I give it willingly.” “You’re bloody insane, Karede,” Mat said. “Unfortunately, so am I. You’re in good company.
