“Finally,” Dragonsbane snaps as they come to stand next to me, flanking me on each side without a word.
They must have pieced together what happened, at least somewhat. They must realize that this meeting was called without them, that Dragonsbane tried to shut them out. Or maybe Richard is glaring daggers at her for an entirely separate reason. Frederick, for his part, doesn’t glare at anyone. His gaze is heavy and solemn but distant. It’s been that way since we came aboard, and I worry Elpis’s death is weighing even heavier on his conscience than it is on mine. After all, it was his job to fetch her after she poisoned the Theyn, to bring her to safety here on the Smoke.
smile broadly at Dragonsbane. “Now that we’re all here, let’s continue. We’re heading toward the Anglamar ruins in ord
