“You know what is happening, then.” “Yes, Andine. We are about to be besieged.” “How do you know?” She stood, and gently knocked her own king over with a single, slender finger. She had just conceded the game that she was decisively winning. “I know every move being made, brother Caida. By Roumney, by Ardesh, by the empire. Even by Jaga Khun. I know exactly what they will do, and to a great degree, when they will do it. The only piece I did not account for is you.”
Glaiza Champion
Prayers in Steel by Michael McClung: A Book Review
Updated: May 29, 2018