Gavoch was returning to Korestrach.
The Salreani had captured someone who claimed to be Keriya Soulstar.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN“How are you feeling?”
Fletcher’s eyes flickered away from his haggard reflection and came to rest on Danisan’s face in the mirror. “About what?” he asked in a wooden voice.
Danisan’s ears twitched. “About the inquisition.”
Fletcher shrugged and straightened his new black shirt. The dwarves considered inquisitions formal affairs, and Kzar Ilkhar had gifted Fletcher appropriately somber attire for the occasion.
His eyes returned to his own face and he examined himself, considering how much he’d changed. He looked older, especially in the dark, neatly pressed shirt and pants. He also looked tired. And sad.
Danisan took a half step closer to him. “Worried about getti
