By R. A. Salvatore
Younger nobleman Luthien Bedwyr lives distant from the evildoings of Wizard-King Greensparrow. but if a chum is murdered, Luthien's hope for revenge pits him opposed to the King's terrifying energy and forces him to turn into a fugitive, an outlaw who will notice the ability to struggle Greensparrow with a newfound magic to check his personal.
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Nick ducked down, peeked back toward the pub. The bearded man still groped the woman, another man had stumbled outside puking, none of them were looking their way. Peter gave the pane a nudge with his foot and it popped open. The basement was a well of darkness. Peter looked up at Nick. ” Nick said. ” Nick took a quick step back as though from a viper. “Are you kidding me? ” A look of deep disappointment crossed Peter’s face. Nick was surprised to find this bothered him, that he cared at all what this wild kid thought.
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Said it’s gonna be a real horror show. I love horror shows. ” The limb above them shook and a host of leaves rained down. There followed a soft thump. Nick and Freddie saw him first. When Bennie and Jake caught their faces, they both jerked around. A boy, not much taller than Nick, stood on the pathway. He wore some sort of hand-stitched leather pants with pointy-toed boots sewn right into them. He also had on a raggedy tuxedo jacket, the old style, the kind with tails, with a black hoodie on underneath and a rawhide pack, almost a purse, strung across his chest.