From
Mortar's Keep...
“I
have failed,” she said
quietly. “I have not
won freedom for your
people. The Resort still
does as it pleases.”
“Prophet,
you have brought us
peace,” Beht said.
“But
not for all.”
Anneliese looked up,
encompassing the room
with her gaze. “I have
seen the destruction of
Enceinte. The city
dwellers are made to
wander the
wilderness.”
“Those
city dwellers chose to
remain with the Resort
when their brethren made
the pilgrimage to Prajna,”
Sivlow-Rakin said.
“They are welcome to
the wilderness.”
“They
will die,” Sayer told
him.
The two
men locked eyes over the
table, their old rivalry
still apparent.
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