This Hour, Our Vigil

The veil between the worlds is growing thin. At midwinter, as the old year dies and before the new year dawns, Nolas-Kuomon, Lord Death's lady, may open that veil for anyone who asks to step from one world to the other.

After all the dire peril of the past summer, no one could be surprised if Danyel or his daughter Jenna preferred to return to their own world. Taranah Berangilan-sa, the king's aunt, would strongly prefer that both Danyel and his daughter remain in Talasayan. Indeed, everyone sensible will surely set that prayer before God as midwinter approaches.

Taranah has more reason than most to hold that hope, but nor does she wish to persuade Danyel to a choice he may regret. As the long nights stretch out, everyone must face the decisions and risks midwinter brings …