at me, ears flattening to signal his displeasure at this development, even as he draws in a deep sigh and lets it out in a grudging, rumbling purr.
Hiret knows what her sister said was true. I cannot heal the mist-touched. I cannot stop the storms, and while I don’t know whether other deities before me could, none of them needed the ability so urgently. The storms come so violently and so quickly now, their frequency growing with each passing year. And yet I remember, as young as I am, a time when magicians could sense a storm long before it gathered; a time when it was safe to travel beyond the riverbanks, beyond the guardian stones.
“You said you came here seeking a boat.” Hiret’s voice is as vague and rhythmic as the way she pets the cat.
“That was before I knew he was—” I keep my eyes on my work, my throat so tight I can barely speak. “That was before.”
“Quenti would have granted you as many barges as you needed, and as many of my clansmen too. I don’t have his authority, but—I can do this thing for you instead, Lady. I can’t leave my uncle, but my husband is as clever a strider as I am, and his brother too.”
Hope, all the brighter for the darkness around it, flickers. “They can be spared? They are not needed here?”
Hiret pauses, then says quietly, “You came with no guard.” Each word is hefty with significance.
The spell I’d been casting flickers and falls apart at my fingertips, dusting the blanket with powdered bone and elderweed. When I look up, Hiret’s gaze is no longer distant—she’s looking at me now, the hazel of her eyes thoughtful and keen.
“You come alone,” she says, “and you ask for a thing that could be granted to you by your priests and your Congress of Elders a dozen times over, and each boat laden with gifts to boot. Instead of asking them, you come here, to your old friend, in the hope he can spare a single vessel.”
“Hiret, I—I would tell you why I …”
But she’s shaking her head, gaze clear. “I don’t need an explanation. Half of your Elders have gray hearts, even if their cloaks still pretend otherwise. If they who are foolish and fearful enough to smother our only hope wish to stop you completing this secret task of yours—then I wish to see it done.”
The conviction in her voice leaves me so moved I can’t speak. I end up staring at her, my eyes and mouth wide, like a hungry child standing in front of a stall selling pirrackas.
“They are fools,” Hiret says, a hint of that recognition returning—as if, somewhere beneath the goddess, she sees the girl who was pulled from her mother’s side and dressed in divine crimson by the high priest all those years ago. “You are the only light we have against this darkening world, Divine One. They have forgotten what it is to live without guardian stones, but we have long memories. We remember why our ancestors took to the river, trusting the protection of the waters that flow from your temple to the sea.” She kneels, touching her palms to her eyes in the ancient and uncommon gesture of piety and devotion. “The riverfolk are with you, Nimhara. Always.”
“Thank you,” I whisper, still half-dazed.
And then she’s gone, to look for her husband and his brother, after promising to send another of her clansmen to escort me home through the growing market crowds when I’m ready.
I’m left in silence, but for the labored breathing of the man in the bed at my side. Carefully, I scoop the healing spell’s reagents off the blanket and into my palm so I can begin again, though now I scarcely notice the incantation or the power it channels.
The riverfolk are with you… . Always.
And yet, I can’t forget the anger I saw in the face of Hiret’s sister, the face so like hers but for its fear and defiance. I saw the way she questioned Hiret’s faith. And I know what Didyet would have said, if her sister had not stopped her.
She isn’t even really the Divine One.
TWO
NORTH
The council meeting’s pushing into its second hour, and I’ve got this overwhelming urge to clear my throat, like I need to check that my voice is still working. I grab for my water bottle instead, taking a long swallow. I close my eyes for a moment to try to relax. And then I