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Welcome to Quraite

This chapter pulls a nasty trick on you. It starts with Zvain, not Pavek, and it’s one of the most disturbing scenes in the book so far.

Storm in the Wastelands

The Tyr-storm hits them in the open.

Pavek is riding under the bone cargo rack on the soldier-kank when Ruari jabs him awake with his staff. Pavek grabs the wood, rams the other end into Ruari’s gut, and throws the staff away. “Do that again, half-wit, and you’ll need a crutch, not a staff.”

Bound and Smuggled Out of Urik

Pavek wakes up hog-tied inside a handcart rolling over terrible pavement.

His wrists and ankles are bound together behind his back and anchored to the cart itself. His limbs are stretched to the point of screaming. His hands and feet are completely numb. There is straw thrown over him, a cloth blindfold over his eyes, and the cold air of a night outside the walls of Urik.

Surviving the Streets

Living with Zvain is a special kind of torture.

Every morning starts the same way. Pavek is trying to sleep, and Zvain is running his mouth. “What’s it going to be today, Pavek? Some more groveling and toe-kissing at the west gate?” The kid has perfected the art of the early morning insult. He calls Pavek a belly-crawler, a yellow-lover, a dust-licker. He questions his manhood, his courage, his pride. All before breakfast.

Healing in Darkness

Pavek wakes up in total darkness with no idea where he is or how long he has been out. His left arm, which was rotting and useless last time he was conscious, is now pain-free and working again. But it is sealed in some kind of stone cast, and the room is pitch black. For a solid minute, the guy genuinely wonders if he is dead.