I'm He remembered the cold, or maybe he still felt it. He wasn't sure anymore. Either way, he

pulled the deer skin tighter around his shoulders and leaned closer to the fire.

Part of him knew a fire like this exposed their position to threats.

There were a thousand ways, mundane and magical,

to conceal their position and warred against danger,

but Vance didn't know any of them.

He barely knew how to start the fire that was exposing their position.

But he got them there.

Most of them, anyway.

Rylis shivered.

Are you sure?

I don't know how many different ways to explain it.

You're breathing, aren't you?

Rylis shivered again.

I suppose.

It's not that he doubted he was alive.

That was part of the concern.

The issue is Vance's insistence upon the fact that he had died,

or rather briefly been dead.

To hear Vance tell it, that night at Corbrennan will haunt him the rest of his

days. Just as Rylith, Robin to the thieves around him, freed Milo from the clutches of the wraith. Another took

its place, tearing Milo's limbs from their sockets before dragging his body under the waves. Joe was so terrified she couldn't even scream, let alone move,

...