be silent!quot; Alessan literally snarled the command in a voice Devin had never heard him use.

    Erleins mout. anding. Alessan didnt even look at  on a golden carpet ains, seemingly oblivious to tence of anyt eacher.

    quot;You do kno you?quot; Marius said finally. quot;You knoly.quot; tain wonder in his voice.

    Alessan nodded. quot;Ive ime to t it, triad knorade routes open I ts name are lost. it you can offer , not a tyrant.  thing I can do, Bear. Your Kingship may be my undoing. And my homes.”

    quot;Are you sorry you o it?”

    Devin cle . ts of emotion running  and. ened, and remembered.

    quot;I s; Alessan murmured at lengt;In a  is a kind of treac I am not. But no,  w we worked so o ac; ful.

    Marius said, quot;You knoh of you.”

    quot;I knoh know.”

    quot;You know w I am facing back home.”

    quot;I do. I o remember.”

    In t follo a sadness come over  t. A sense of terrible spaces t alo lie bet o be

    crossed for even a simple touching.

    And  be for men suc.  seemed, ally o reac across so mucory and suc of responsibility and loss.

    quot;O; said Marius of Quileia, tle more t;you may  from te moon into my  eigin. I ters. Build a bonfire to my memory if you  I have died.”

    Even  little ood, on ttermost edges of t a lump gat, making it difficult to s  moment. t   o travel—a distance  never traverse—before er two.

    quot;Does eit; Erlein di Senzio broke into tillness, ; men and c you are abou