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witnessed so much death and pain. He wasn't a fool. He knew that was the consequence to the war they had declared. Even so, he dreamed of a day when they could both put down their instruments and take up a plow, or a pen. Silas wanted to write down his memories, to ensure that he would never lose them again.
    Where are you, my love? Only in my dreams, and in my heart.  
    He already knew that if they defeated him , if they survived, he would arrange for passage to the unknown lands. He would learn the fate of his wife. If she was alive, he would apologize. If she were dead, he would settle near her grave and eke out whatever kind of life he could in that place where no one ever returned. He would scribe everything he could remember, and then he would die.
    Only once Eryn is wed.
    No one would marry a Cursed in his Empire. If they discovered the cure, if they saved her from an early death, her future could be as peaceful as he wished his past had been. That was a dream worth fighting for.
    "Silas?" Ames put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed, bringing him out of his thoughts.
    " What is it?"
    The big man pointed. "Andreaus is back. He has a girl with him."
    Silas had hoped Eryn would have stayed behind, but he wasn't surprised. The time had given her an opportunity to bathe, but the dress she wore was obviously not cut for her size.  
    "Let's hope he has your boss' coin," he replied. He stood to greet them, as did the two members of the Bleeding Hearts. "Andreaus, do you have the coin? Ah, and I have some clothes for you, my dear. You smell a world better. This is Ames and his brother Lance. Shall we go inside? We're libel to draw soldiers standing out in the street."
    Ames led them back into the Golden Thread, with Lance bringing up the rear and taking position on the steps, a lookout for the Overlord's soldiers or spies.
    "Thank you," Eryn said, taking the boots and dress from Silas' arms. There was a smaller changing room in the back of the store, and she disappeared into it.
    "Wait a minute," Ames said. He looked at Silas, and then back at the changing room. "Tall, white hair, blue eyes. Young girl..."
    Silas had the knife on him before he could blink. "There is only one thing I care about, my friend. I know the Overlord is no friend of yours because of the circles you swim in. Even so, we cannot be too careful."
    Ames put his hands up and smiled. "I understand, my Lord. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you earlier. You don't need to worry about Lance and me. Or the King. He talks about you all of the time."
    Silas made the knife disappear and turned to Andreaus. "Where is the coin?"
    Andreaus frowned and knelt down, pulling a bit of paper from the rear of his boot. "This is a note from Patmos, the owner of Waverly's. He's agreed to loan me the coin that I owe to the King." He handed it to Ames, who looked it over.
    "You told him you had the coin," Silas said.
    Andreaus shrugged. "I lied, but I knew Patmos would help me if it meant helping you, and I still owe him, either in coin or in spirits."
    "Everything looks good," Ames said, folding the paper and tucking it away. "The King is going to be excited to meet you, my Lord."
    "Please, Ames. Call me Silas."
    "No, my Lord. I respect you too much."  
    The door to the changing room opened, and Eryn stepped out. The dress was an excellent fit, and now that she was clean and fresh, Silas could tell she would grow into a true beauty.
    Like Alyssa had been.
    "Shall we go and speak to the King?" Silas asked.  
    "Who's the King?" Eryn said.
    "I am." A middle-aged man appeared in the doorway to the changing room, right behind Eryn. She didn't hesitate, reacting to his sudden appearance by stepping backwards, bringing her boot down on his foot, and then spinning and throwing a fist at his jaw. He caught it and smiled, looking at Silas. "My apologies for sneaking in, but I was looking for my two thugs. It's been a long time, General." He shifted his gaze to Eryn. "Forgive my intrusion,