The revelation that Lady Vivianne Vance had survived her exile and allied with the dark necromantic covens of the south hung over the Skadi camp like a poisonous cloud. Rowan Blackwood stood near the edge of the glacial moraine, staring into the swirling white mists of the Frostfang Rift. The wind whipped his dark hair against his temples, but he did not feel the freezing gale. Inside his chest, a…
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