The throne is lit. Barely.
Adi can lend a gift now, and each lending costs him years. The Saruq fleet is off the coast. Forty thousand refugees, salt still wet on their faces, have arrived at the Ngoro's rim. Nine clans that have spent three generations in hatred must become one thing in less than a season.
Kasembe, his elder brother, decides first. Commerce creates roads.
Book Two of The Ironsong Cycle. Mature themes — explicit content.
