THE
EXILED
QUEEN
CINDA WILLIAMS CHIMA
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For Linda and Mike—who shared a world
of make-believe and kick-butt Barbies.
Thanks for putting up with all the talking animals.
Contents
Copyright
Chapter One - The West Wall
Chapter Two - In The Borderlands
Chapter Three - In The Autumn Damps
Chapter Four - Delphi
Chapter Five - Into The Fens
Chapter Six - Flatland Demons
Chapter Seven - On The Road Again
Chapter Eight - Oden’s Ford
Chapter Nine - The Road West
Chapter Ten - Cadet
Chapter Eleven - Mystwerk House
Chapter Twelve - Raised from the Dead
Chapter Thirteen - Charmcasting for Beginners
Chapter Fourteen - Dean’s Dinner
Chapter Fifteen - Friends And Enemies
Chapter Sixteen - A Meeting With The Dean
Chapter Seventeen - In Mystwerk Tower
Chapter Eighteen - Abelard’s Crew
Chapter Nineteen - Caught In The Act
Chapter Twenty - Star-Crossed
Chapter Twenty-One - A Vermin Problem
Chapter Twenty-Two - The Waking Dream
Chapter Twenty-Three - A Meeting Of Exiles
Chapter Twenty-Four - News From Home
Chapter Twenty-Five - Blueblood Ways
Chapter Twenty-Six - Dangerous Dancing
Chapter Twenty-Seven - When Dreams Turn to Nightmares
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Word from Home
Chapter Twenty-Nine - A Babe in the Woods
Chapter Thirty - This Rough Magic
Chapter Thirty-One - Betrayal
Chapter Thirty-Two - Shifting Alliances
Chapter Thirty-Three - Matrimony or Murder
Chapter Thirty-Four - Shoulder Taps
Chapter Thirty-Five - Old Friends
Chapter Thirty-Six - Detours
Chapter Thirty-Seven - A Parting of the Ways
By Cinda Williams Chima
About the Publisher
Lieutenant Mac Gillen of the Queen’s Guard of the Fells hunched his shoulders against the witch wind that howled out of the frozen wastelands to the north and west. Looping his reins around the pommel of his saddle, he let his horse, Marauder, navigate the final half mile descent to the Westgate garrison house on his own.
Gillen deserved better than this miserable post in this miserable corner of the queendom of the Fells. Patroling the border was a job for the regular army—the foreign mercenaries, called stripers, or the Highlander home guard. Not for a member of the elite Queen’s Guard.
He’d been away from the city only a month, but he missed the gritty neighborhood of Southbridge. In Southbridge there was plenty to distract him on his nightly rounds—taverns and gambling halls and fancy girls. In the capital he’d had high- up connections with deep pockets—meaning plenty of chances to do private work on the side.
Then it had all gone wrong. There’d been a prisoner riot at Southbridge Guardhouse, and a Ragger street rat named Rebecca had jammed a burning torch into his face, leaving one eye blind, his skin red and shiny and puckered with scar tissue.
In late summer he’d taken Magot and Sloat and some others to retrieve a stolen amulet over in Ragmarket. He’d done the job on the quiet under orders from Lord Bayar, High Wizard and counselor to the queen. They’d searched that tumbledown stable top to bottom, had even dug up the stable yard, but they didn’t find the jinxpiece nor Cuffs Alister, the street thief who’d stolen it.
When they’d put the question to the rag- taggers who lived there, the woman and her brat had claimed they’d never heard of Cuffs Alister, and knew nothing about any amulet. In the end, Gillen had burned the place to the ground with the rag- taggers inside. A warning to thieves and liars everywhere.
Sensing Gillen’s inattention, Marauder seized the bit in his teeth and broke into a shambling run. Gillen wrenched back on the reins, regaining control after a bit of showy crow hopping. Gillen glared at his men, sending the grins sliding from their faces.
That’d be all he needed—to take a tumble and break his neck in a downhill race to nowhere.
Some would call Gillen’s posting to the West Wall a promotion. He’d been given a lieutenant’s badge and was put in charge of a massive, gloomy keep and a hundred other exiles— all members of the regular army— plus his own squadron of bluejackets. It was a larger command