NEVER INTERFERE WITH MELENGAR AGAIN
BY ORDER OF THE KING
… AND US

Starke, release me or I’ll kick you in the balls.”
And that would hurt, given the current rock-hard state of that area.

A—ris—ta?” Degan asked, sounding horse. “What is it?”
“A rat bit me,” she said, once again shocked by her own rasping voice.
“Jasper does that if—” Gaunt coughed and hacked. After a moment, he
spoke again. “If he thinks you’re dead or too weak to fight.”
“Jasper?”
“I call him that, but I’ve also named the stones in my cell.”
“I only counted mine,” Arista said.
“Two hundred and thirty-four,” Degan replied instantly.
“I have two hundred and twenty-eight.”
“Did you count the cracked ones as two?”
“No.

Verily, for nine hundred years have I lost. Everyone I knew is dead, the empire gone, and who knows in what state the world is left. Should what thy sister reports prove true, much hath changed in the world."

"By the way," Royce mentioned, "No one uses the words 'tis or hath anymore and certainly not thou, thy, or verily.

How did you get in here?' (...) 'How I got here isn't important, because I could do it twenty times again, each time a different way.

Perhaps I can stay by the fire and mend your socks and scream if I hear any strange noises.