Chapter Fifty-Two
The blue-haired creature walked on its knuckles toward Malden and…
Chapter Fifty-Three
Cythera clutched her hands together, beseeching the dwarf one last…
Chapter Fifty-Four
Malden stepped carefully outside the door, watching the floor carefully…
Chapter Fifty-Five
Croy desperately needed to rest. Yet he would not, not…
Part 4
Interlude
Chapter Fifty-Six
Malden lifted the lantern high and scanned the rest of…
Chapter Fifty-Seven
“There!” one of the dwarves shouted.
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Malden’s head spun. Lights burst in the backs of his…
Chapter Fifty-Nine
Malden howled in anger and horror. He forgot all about…
Chapter Sixty
Outside the throne room, Mörget and Croy hid behind thick…
Chapter Sixty-One
Malden hurried forward through the red-shadowed streets of the dormitory…
Chapter Sixty-Two
The foundry offered a hundred good places to conceal Malden.
Chapter Sixty-Three
A cry went up immediately, and someone shouted “He has…
Chapter Sixty-Four
Croy signaled for Mörget to come forward. It looked like…
Chapter Sixty-Five
“Malden stood here, yes. He must have been under attack…
Chapter Sixty-Six
The female dwarf hurried ahead, while Mörget and Croy took…
Chapter Sixty-Seven
Malden and Cythera each took one of Slag’s arms, but…
Chapter Sixty-Eight
“I’m Balint, by the way,” the female dwarf announced, when…
Chapter Sixty-Nine
Croy barely noticed the brass lift. It was magical in…
Chapter Seventy
The elves took them down a crude flight of stairs…
Part 5
Interlude
Chapter Seventy-One
Once the Hieromagus had withdrawn, the revelers in the great…
Chapter Seventy-Two
The elves led them down the spiral staircase to a…
Chapter Seventy-Three
Eventually the light at the top of the stairs went…
Chapter Seventy-Four
Croy’s blood pounded in his temples. His fingers twitched and…
Chapter Seventy-Five
After Slag was taken away, the night passed without further…
Chapter Seventy-Six
“Good,” the Hieromagus said, sinking back on his couch once…
Chapter Seventy-Seven
Every elf Malden had seen had been beautiful—their graceful, exotic…
Chapter Seventy-Eight
Balint had led them to a great communal kitchen on…
Chapter Seventy-Nine
“Stop, please,” Cythera begged. “I feel I might burst!” She…
Chapter Eighty
“Eight hundred years ago,” Aethil told them, as they trooped…
Chapter Eighty-One
Ghostcutter sliced through the bones of a defleshed arm and…
Chapter Eighty-Two
The elfin children were as beautiful as their parents, and…
Chapter Eighty-Three
Perhaps discomfited by the story she’d told them, Aethil took…
Chapter Eighty-Four
Aethil led them down a long series of curving tunnels…
Chapter Eighty-Five
“Heave!” Balint called. Croy and Mörget hauled on the ropes…
Chapter Eighty-Six
On their way back to Aethil’s chambers, they were stopped…
Chapter Eighty-Seven
When Aethil returned, Slag lay slumped on the divan again,…
Chapter Eighty-Eight
Mörget slammed Dawnbringer against the side of a dwarven tomb.
Chapter Eighty-Nine
For a long while, Croy heard nothing but a voice…
Chapter Ninety
Cythera stretched upward on the balls of her feet to…
Chapter Ninety-One
The elves dragged Malden back to the gaol. It was…
Chapter Ninety-Two
They dragged Malden through their twisting stone tunnels, and brought…
Chapter Ninety-Three
“Not like—not this way—the thief doesn’t—doesn’t die like this! History—so…
Chapter Ninety-Four
Croy’s arms felt like they were being torn from their…
Chapter Ninety-Five
Malden moved slowly, watching always the little knife in Prestwicke’s…
Chapter Ninety-Six
Croy’s breath came in ragged pants. His eyes snapped open,…
Chapter Ninety-Seven
Prestwicke came at him again, and Malden had barely managed…
Chapter Ninety-Eight
When Malden was halfway to Cythera and Slag, the entire…
Chapter Ninety-Nine
“Croy! No!” someone shouted.
Chapter One Hundred
The danger wasn’t over. Behind them the grotto began to…
Epilogue
The water surged furiously, smashing its way back and forth
Honour Among Thieves
Chapter One
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Other Books by David Chandler
Copyright
About the Publisher
Map
PROLOGUE