Nikola Muckajev
On the night Adra dances in Edraval, the stone of the terrace still holds the day’s warmth. There is a bright seam of cloud over the high basin. The children are stealing fruit, and the musicians have finally agreed on the beat.The clear weather is ending. Nalen has made a model that can help Adra decide which routes to trust. Then a glass that’s kept its measure through three rebuildings gives him a reading he can’t explain. Daryn arrives from East Court with an agreement that gives Adra less room to act than she had hoped. The quickest way to protect the people in the basin could send the strain down through the March, where people have their own stores to fill and their own children to get home. Adra has to decide while there’s still time to move anyone at all.
