By Raymond E. Feist
The penultimate quantity of the amazing Riftwar Cycle conflict rages in Midkemia yet at the back of the chaos there's disquieting facts of darkish forces at paintings. Jim Dasher's often infallible intelligence community has been cleverly dismantled; nowhere is secure. He feels that the realm is coming aside on the seams and is helpless to guard his kingdom. Quiet palace coups are underway in Roldem and Rillanon; and King Gregory of the Isles has but to supply an inheritor. In each one nation a unmarried petty noble has risen from obscurity to threaten the throne. Lord Hal of Crydee and his nice pal Ty Hawkins, champion swordsman of the Masters' court docket, are entrusted with the duty of smuggling Princess Stephane and her lady-in-waiting, the stunning yet mysterious woman Gabriella, out of Roldem to a spot of better safeguard. yet is there any refuge to be came upon? in the meantime, Hal's more youthful brothers Martin and Brendan try to carry the strategic urban of Ylith opposed to an onslaught of Keshian puppy infantrymen, and a mysterious strength from underneath the ocean. the dominion may lose Crydee and get well; but when Ylith falls, all is misplaced. An unknown participant appears to be like to orchestrating those conflicts. Can Pug and the Conclave of Shadows tune down this resource earlier than Midkemia is destroyed?
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Echoed Arkan. She waved at him to be silent. ‘Your father chose to carry warning to the humans in the south. He had been the first to recognize the danger Delekhan and The Six were to our people, but knew he could not find allies enough among the clans to oppose them. So he sought those to the south who might be able to stop Delekhan. ’ Arkan wanted to ask a question, but he remained silent. ’ Arkan stared at her. None of this was widely known. ’ ‘Narab,’ she said. ‘When Narab killed Delekhan’s son and rose to take command of Clan Badger, he needed to make peace with me.
Their clans had never merged while her husband lived, but with Delekhan’s death she had deftly integrated the Badgers into the Snow Leopards. She was now the only force among the moredhel with enough power to thwart Narab. A warrior motioned for him to dismount as he reached his aunt’s tent, a sprawling thing divided into several segments by cleverly hung curtains. Inside, across an expanse of fine wool rugs, Liallan reclined on a pile of furs wearing travel garb made from the costliest of materials.
No more than usual,’ said the warrior in charge of the post with a wry chuckle. He extended his hand. ’ ‘Let’s hope our aunt feels the same,’ answered Arkan, taking his arm. Each gripped the other’s wrist. ’ Arkan didn’t try to hide his surprise. ’ With a slight smile the broad-shouldered fighter nodded once. ‘Head straight to the split in the trail, then right to the small clearing above the main camp. ’ Helmon was correct: Arkan found the pavilion he sought with ease. A great tent had been erected on a plateau overlooking the largest encampment in the area.