By Lynn Flewelling
Acclaimed writer Lynn Flewelling brings her liked Nightrunners sequence to a close—at least for now—with an exhilarating novel of homicide, secret, and magic.
The governor of the sacred island of Korous and his mistress were killed inside of a locked and protected room. the only real witnesses to the crime—guards who broke down the doorways, listening to the screams from within—have long past mad with terror, babbling approximately ghosts . . . and issues worse than ghosts.
Dispatched to Korous through the queen, grasp spies Alec and Seregil locate all of the pleasure and chance they can want—and extra. For an historical evil has been woke up there, an exceptional energy that may not relaxation till it has escaped its otherworldly felony and brought revenge on all that lives. And merely these like Alec—who have died and back to life—can step among the worlds and confront the killer . . . whether it potential a moment and all too everlasting death.
Praise for Lynn Flewelling’s Casket of Souls
“Full of intrigue and plots upon plots.”—RT booklet Reviews
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They attempted the encompassing corridors, yet with out success. “How does anything like that movement? ” Alec puzzled as sunrise gentle seeped within the home windows of the 1st hall he’d disappeared in. “This aircraft is in a few touch with ours, yet it’s most likely now not strong, like partitions assembly at a nook. it can be extra like a curtain waving within the breeze. That’s extra like what you defined, the 1st time you got here again. ” “Then there’s no strategy to comprehend the place it’s going to be? ” Thero shook his head grimly. “No. ” SEREGIL was once wide awake in mattress while Alec again to their tent. “Well? ” Alec sat down at the fringe of the cot and advised him of the cranium and Thero’s visions. “Khazireen, eh? ” stated Seregil. “That used to be an excellent night’s paintings, Alec. It’s stable to have a reputation, at the least. ” “How are you? ” Seregil grinned his crooked grin. “Oh, I’ve been larger and worse. So I’d say middling. You’re now not taking a look too chipper your self. Get a few leisure. sunlight can be right here quickly. ” Alec stretched out at the different cot, no longer looking ahead to to sleep in any case he’d noticeable this night. yet he did, and dreamed of attempting and failing to get to Mika. occasionally it was once Seregil he used to be attempting to keep, simply to discover him in a pool of blood, head break up open. The solar used to be simply up whilst he was once shaken wakeful and opened his eyes to discover Thero kneeling beside him, taking a look frantic. “What is it? ” Alec mumbled, sitting up and pushing his hair out of his eyes. “Klia is lacking! ” That knocked the sleep out of Alec’s head. “When? ” “She by no means made it to Deep Harbor. She’s been lacking for 2 days and nobody knew! ” “Who introduced note? ” requested Seregil from his cot. “I did. ” having a look previous Thero, Alec observed a gorgeous, raven-haired lady in an easy brown dress and eco-friendly silk shawl status by way of the tent door. For an rapid his stomach clenched; she didn’t particularly appear like the lady he’d visible yesterday—for something, her eyes have been so darkish they have been approximately black, instead of blue—but there have been adequate universal gains of colour and construct to make him glance two times. “Who are you? ” It got here out extra rudely than he’d meant, however the surprise of Klia’s loss blasted every thing else from his brain. “I’m health care professional Kordira. I tested woman Zella and proposal you’d like a file firsthand. ” She regarded earlier him to Seregil. “Perhaps my abilities are wanted, besides? ” “What approximately girl Zella and Klia? ” requested Seregil. “Zella was once chanced on mendacity via the bridge at the highroad lower than reflect Moon. She used to be taken on your property and that i was once despatched for. I haven’t been in a position to get a lot experience out of her, other than her declare that she used to be attacked via demons. ” “What type of demons? ” requested Thero, who’d long past deathly light. “She raved of shadows and no faces and being surrounded by means of them. ” “Shadows with out faces,” Thero groaned as he took out a blood-spotted linen handkerchief and clutched it. He observed Alec’s wondering glance. “Klia. ” He played the spell and his entire physique sagged. “She’s long past. ” “What do you suggest, long past? ” requested Seregil. “There’s no signal of her, which means—” He stopped himself from conversing in entrance of Kordira, yet Alec guessed that he used to be pondering she used to be both useless or within the related position that Mika was once.