Chapter 5: Part 6 - Mercy
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 5: Part 6 - Mercy

Spark had always expected to go out fighting. It wasn’t only that that was the charr way. She’d scraped and battled her way through life from the day she’d left the fahrar, suffering untold losses, devastating failures, and more bloodshed than any one individual should witness. Two things had always carried her through: her work as an engineer, which she was certain held the key to bringing peace to Tyria… And Weir.

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Fourth Interlude: Loyalty
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Fourth Interlude: Loyalty

Blackthorn Manor was dark and silent, but it wasn’t empty. Erin had been at the door for only a few moments before it swung inwards, revealing a stern-faced servant.

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Chapter 4: Part 9 - A Hundred Years in the Wilderness
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 4: Part 9 - A Hundred Years in the Wilderness

It was a long time since Erin had spent any real time in the Shiverpeaks. Over her years with Amber and then with Light’s Memory, she’d passed through from time to time, but that simply wasn’t the same. Wading through knee-deep snow, waking to ice in your hair and eyelashes, feeling the cold sink right down to your bones… She knew Amber would call her mad for it, but she missed everyone one of those things.

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Chapter 4: Part 6 - Ruses and Lies
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 4: Part 6 - Ruses and Lies

The carriage ride was cramped and uncomfortable. Erin was certain Ruby had chosen the smallest vehicle possible, just to spite her. They sat across from one another, the curtains closed and Ruby’s eyes glinting in the darkness. The girl managed to look both comfortable enough to fall asleep and yet ready to stab someone as quickly as blinking. Erin, on the other hand, was forced to pull her knees up almost to her chest.

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Chapter 3: Part 8 - The Family Motto
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 3: Part 8 - The Family Motto

There had been times in Oska’s life when he’d questioned his choice of profession. What use was skulking in the shadows when he couldn’t show off his skills? What use were daggers and tools when his parents kept him at home? Most of all, what was the use of being a thief when he couldn’t protect those he loved?

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Chapter 3: Part 7 - Weapons and Enemies
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 3: Part 7 - Weapons and Enemies

Erin wasn’t going to panic. She knew, as the camp descended into chaos, that she absolutely couldn’t let herself. The moment she gave in was the moment Light’s Memory was lost.

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Chapter 3: Part 5 - Sworn To Secrecy
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 3: Part 5 - Sworn To Secrecy

Oska and Ruby barely spoke as they raced back across the Wildlands. Oska’s heart seemed to hammer in his chest, beating an unpredictable rhythm that left him gasping for breath. If Auri was hurt…

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Chapter 3: Part 3 - Playing Fair
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 3: Part 3 - Playing Fair

Oska had been involved in some terrible ideas in his time; he’d even devised a few himself. Ruby’s, though, was one of the worst he’d ever heard.

“You want,” he said slowly, “to go poking around in ghost-infested ruins in the middle of nowhere, because…”

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Chapter 3: Part 1 - Birds Of A Feather
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 3: Part 1 - Birds Of A Feather

Oska was fairly certain that Brisban Wildlands was the most boring corner of all Tyria. From what he’d seen as they’d trekked in, the whole region was nothing but jungle and swamp and mountain. It had absolutely nothing to recommend it.

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Chapter 2: Part 9 - The Sharpest Blade
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 2: Part 9 - The Sharpest Blade

A wave of heat rolled over Oska’s back, hot enough to scorch the hair at the nape of his neck. Beneath him, Auri twitched, making cool air flood over them. When he raised his head, a bubble of her magic surrounded them, frost nipping at the tops of his ears.

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Chapter 2: Part 5 - Fine Lines
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 2: Part 5 - Fine Lines

Oska didn’t like waiting. He supposed no-one did, but he’d always had a particular aversion to it. Doing nothing always produced a worm of anxiety deep in his gut, as though to stop moving was to die.

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Chapter 2: Part 1 - Ambush
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 2: Part 1 - Ambush

The Grove wasn’t what Oska had expected. He’d passed through the place only a handful of times before, never going far from the bustle around the asura gate. He also didn’t have a lot of experience with sylvari; there was supposed to be one in Light’s Memory, but he’d yet to actually meet her. Somehow, he’d imagined their home city being somewhat backwards, just a patch of trees in the forest, probably surrounded by swamp.

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Chapter 1: Part 10 - A Coming War
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 1: Part 10 - A Coming War

Dusk had always been Oska’s favourite time of day in Divinity’s Reach. The city came alive with music and colour, the air filled with smells of cooking and smoke, and there was something new to discover on every street corner. As a child, he’d spent long hours roaming through the city as the light faded, until one household servant or another was sent to bring him home.

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Chapter 1: Part 9 - Family Reunion
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 1: Part 9 - Family Reunion

If Erin had pictured the home of the Valpari matriarch, it would have looked exactly like Blackthorn Manor. The grey stone walls, the soaring turrets, the crenellations and grand front doors. Apart from its tall windows, looking back at them like blank eyes, it was surprisingly defensible. It even had a moat, if only at the front.

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Chapter 1: Part 8 - The Top of the World
Amy Sanderson Amy Sanderson

Chapter 1: Part 8 - The Top of the World

Once, Oska had known his grandmother’s house like the back of his hand. Blackthorn Manor was an imposing edifice in southern Queensdale, but it was also relatively secluded; visitors to Claypool often never realised it was nearby. It had been the perfect summer retreat for rowdy Valpari children and their frazzled parents, which meant Oska could remember sun-baked days running across the lawns and swimming in the lake. It had seemed idyllic.

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