swallowed

walls, into the Dead Wastes - where no one

ised from the escape. But it was

the Ashen River. Not a word. Just that u

we're going to where the oat

urn. "The H

hat place doesn't e

aid, glancing back. "Until

flin

sn't

and pulsing faintly with ember light. Twisted stones jutted l

in. Half-buried. An

Caelen said quietly. "Where they bound

Her throat tightened.

The Order tells you oaths are sacred. That

she said, in

ill you the moment

didn't

mething out - a scroll, old and cracked. H

ment was covered in Oathscript

e saw h

en in

his?" she

st added," he said.

at him. "That'

ce dark. "You're not the first to

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