‘Sounds to be a good thing, getting it all out. When he found out I was in Sha’ik’s camp in Raraku, he thought to cajole details out of me. But I was barely conscious most of that time, so I wasn’t much help. I told him about Heboric, though.’ And Duiker slowly straightened, a sudden glint in his eyes burning away all the sadness, all the weariness. ‘Heboric?’ Scillara smiled. ‘Fisher said you might be interested in that.’ ‘I am. Or,’ he hesitated, ‘I think I am.’ ‘He died, I’m afraid. But I will tell you of it, if you’d like. From the night we fled Sha’ik.’ The light had dimmed in Duiker’s
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