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Автор: Робин Хобб
Издательство: HarperCollins
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       Copyright

      HarperVoyager

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 2015

      Copyright © Robin Hobb 2015

      Cover layout design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2015

      Cover illustration © Jackie Morris; lettering by Stephen Raw.

      Map copyright © Nicolette Caven 2015

      Robin Hobb asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780007444212

      Ebook Edition © August 2015 ISBN: 9780007444236

      Version: 2018-09-24

       Dedication

       To Rudyard. Still my Best Beloved

       after all these years

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      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

      Dedication

       Map

      Chapter One: Winterfest Eve at Buckkeep

      Chapter Two: Lord Feldspar

       Chapter Eleven: Withywoods

       Chapter Twelve: The Shaysim

       Chapter Thirteen: Chade’s Secret

       Chapter Fourteen: Elfbark

       Chapter Fifteen: Surprises

       Chapter Sixteen: The Journey

       Chapter Seventeen: Blood

       Chapter Eighteen: The Changer

       Chapter Nineteen: The Strategy

       Chapter Twenty: Marking Time

       Chapter Twenty-One: Vindeliar

       Chapter Twenty-Two: Confrontations

       Chapter Twenty-Three: Bonds and Ties

       Chapter Twenty-Four: Parting Ways

       Chapter Twenty-Five: Red Snow

       Chapter Twenty-Six: A Glove

       Chapter Twenty-Seven: Aftermath

       Chapter Twenty-Eight: Repercussions

       Chapter Twenty-Nine: Family

       Chapter Thirty: Prince FitzChivalry

       Chapter Thirty-One: Loose Ends

       Chapter Thirty-Two: Travellers

       Chapter Thirty-Three: Departure

       Chapter Thirty-Four: Dragons

       Chapter Thirty-Five: Kelsingra

       Chapter Thirty-Six: An Elderling Welcome

       Chapter Thirty-Seven: Heroes and Thieves

       Chapter Thirty-Eight: Emergence

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       About the Author

       Also by Robin Hobb

       About the Publisher

       ONE

       Winterfest Eve at Buckkeep

       I am warm and safe in the den, with my two siblings. They are both heartier and stronger than I am. Born last, I am smallest of all. My eyes were slow to open, and I have been the least adventurous of the cubs. Both my brother and my sister have dared, more than once, to follow my mother to the mouth of the den dug deep in the undercut bank of the river. Each time, she has snarled and snapped at them, driving them back. She leaves us alone when she goes out to hunt. There should be a wolf to watch over us, a younger member of the pack who remains with us. But she is all that is left of the pack, and so she must go out to hunt alone and we must stay where she leaves us.

       There is a day when she shakes free of us, long before we have had enough of her milk. She leaves us, going to the hunt, leaving the den as evening starts to creep across the land. We hear from her a single yelp. That is all.

       My brother, the largest of us, is filled with both fear and curiosity. He whines loudly, trying to call her back to us, but there is no response. He starts to go to the entrance of the den and my sister follows him, but in a moment they come scrabbling back to hunker down in