![]() ![]() ![]() “How is it that a woman, blessed with a voice that could make a man come, sings badly enough to frighten the dead?” “Tell me something, Martise.” A leaf slapped him in the eye, and he ripped it off its twig with an irritated snap. "That will be Gurn coming to rescue us from whatever demon he thinks is attacking." The branch supporting Silhara creaked as he adjusted his stance and leaned closer to her. ![]() Cael continued to howl, and a door shut with a bang. The swipe of citrus oil she’d left on her skin burned. “I thought I might work faster if I sang.” She wiped the perspiration from her forehead with a gloved hand and regretted the action. Is that what you call it? It sounded like someone was torturing a cat.” His eyebrows rose almost to his hairline. If it were possible to die of embarrassment, Martise was sure she wouldn’t survive the next few minutes. “What in Bursin’s holy name is that?” he snarled. ![]()
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