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For five days Thomas criss-crossed the city, searching every bookseller he could find for any book with the slightest hint of magic and talking to the refugees in the streets and listening to their stories. Each afternoon he retreated to the duke’s family library to warm up and write down what he had heard and study as much as he could about Frostmire. The last was in part to see if he could find something in the duchy’s history that would tell them who the raiders were, and in part to drive some of what he had heard during the day out of his head.
It didn’t work.
Thomas hadn’t found a single book with any magic in it. Instead, he had collected horror stories from the refugees. He had the names of twenty raided towns and villages. He had stories of walls coming down, and fogs that ro
