A cult of old, robed men claim the monastery on the hill. The land is tainted; everything green withered to dust. Her palace guard won't look her in the eye, and her washerwoman carries a dagger in her sleeve. When her son's symptoms look deadly, she seeks the advice of her old friend, the wizard Verdenten. But first, she must escape her husband's dungeon.
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