ow caught me i
rrowed cloak and the wool beneath it, and the instant it touched my skin, every gift inside me went out at once.
een so alone
helter of the bridge. We landed hard in the snow behind a stone pillar. Arrows
t's iron. I can't, I
pulling at the arrow in my
lread
t briefly gray at the edges. Then the heat of the iron was gone from me, and a trickle of Cinder's warmth c
ace was close to m
r. Tha
how many there are." He drew a s
of the road. "Fourteen of them! Maybe m
at me. "If the ice comes back, do not use it. Not
f I ha
id, "and I'll worry a
gle smooth movement, and as his boots lef
ul, like a wave breaking. One moment he was a man, and the next there was an enormous gray wolf, as tall as my shoulde
ushed against my ribs.
as strange how much I wan
ack arrows kept coming. I pressed myself behind the pillar, my hands over my ears, and I counted my ow
ted m
were nine in black on the ground, and four more had fled up the slope. Edda was kneeling in the mud holding
ed for
nd pressed against his side. His shirt was dark with blood. As
ra
as gray in the face. "Not iron. I can fe
ron did to the Tidefolk guards. "It w
ar
own, A
it was obedience. I think he
humb. A thread of blackness spread out around the wound like ink in water, creeping u
Get me hot water. C
ed," said Cinder,
ow. P
n. I called Orin next, as softly as I could, because I could still feel the hole where the breath had gone out of
ill," I
olding
re ta
drop by drop, pulled into the water in my hand until it hung there in a small dark bead. I had to concentrate so hard that my vision
His voice sounded fa
qu
were half closed. "H
"What did
deep and slow. I pulled the last of the iron out of his blood and d
nds would not stop trembling. I had do
Bram with her mouth slightly open. "I've seen a wolf die of that,"
still need
and for the first time there was no humor in h
lean man in a black cloak, with a mask of dark cloth still tied across his
tunic was a small silver pin
The same pin every rider in o
their cloaks. Somebody gave them the badge of the Northern Grey.
t Bram, lying p
for him," I said. "Th
w," sa
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