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oden’s Ford. He guessed it didn’t matter where he chose, but it was as good a place as any. He visualized the battered floorboards, the huge bells hanging overhead, the pattern of moonlight on the wall. Closing his hand on his amulet, he spoke the traveling charm.

    Han opened his eyes to find himself standing in the belfry in Mystwerk Tower, dressed in finely tailored blueblood clothes.
    Quickly, he scanned his surroundings, keeping his hand on his amulet. He was alone.

    He breathed in warm, moist air—southern air. outside, a cart rattled over cobblestone streets. if he ran to the window, would he see it? if he walked outside and made his way to Hampton Hall, would he find Dancer there? He couldn’t quite get his mind around that.

    Han waited. A minute passed. Another minute. Maybe he’d been wrong, and Crow wouldn’t come. Disappointment swelled within him. patience, Alister, he thought. it’s been a month, and likely Crow doesn’t expect you back.
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    Finally, the air quivered in front of his eyes, brightened, then seemed to densify.

    it was Crow, but different from the Crow Han remembered.
    The image was frail, insubstantial, his clothes rippling around him like angel wings. His former tutor stood at a little distance, feet spread, arms raised as if for defense. And his hair, which had been soot-black, was now a pale blond, nearly translucent, though his eyes remained the brilliant blue Han remembered.

    “Hello, Crow,” Han said.

    Crow tilted his head, watching Han like he might be jumped at any moment. “why are you here?” he asked. “i did not think i would see you again.”

    “This may be the last time,” Han said, as if he didn’t care either way. “But i thought i’d give you a chance to explain.”

    “why should i explain anything to you?” Crow said, eyes narrowed. “you’ve gained considerably more from our relationship than i have. i handed you the chance to be rid of two of the Bayars and you fumbled it.”

    “Fine,” Han said. “Guess this is a waste of time. Good-bye, then.” He took hold of his amulet and opened his mouth as if to say the closing charm.

    “wait.” Crow put up his hands, then slowly dropped them to his sides. For once, he’d left off the baubles and the fancy rigging.
    “please stay.”

    Han stood, his hand on his amulet, waiting.

    “was there something specific you wanted me to explain?” Crow said, with a sigh. “in the interest of efficiency?”

    “i want to know who you are, why you don’t want me to know who you are, why you have a grudge against the Bayars, 26

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    and why you wanted to partner up with me,” Han said. “That’s for starters.”

    Crow rubbed his forehead with his thumb and forefinger, looking done in. “wouldn’t it be sufficient if i promise not to treat you like a fool in the future?”

    Han shook his head. “That’s not enough.”

    “even if i tell you the truth, you won’t believe me,” Crow said. “That’s always the way. people unnecessarily limit themselves, and then they try to limit you.”

    “i’m not learning what i need to know here,” Han said. “i’m not the most patient person.”

    “nor am i,” Crow said. “But i have had to be incredibly patient for longer than you can even imagine.” He thought a moment. “who am i? i was once the Bayars’ enemy. Their greatest rival.”

    By now it was clear that the only way Han was going to hear this story was in small bits and riddles. “And now you’re not?” Han said.

    Crow smiled faintly. “i suppose you would say i am a shade.
    A ghost of my former self. A remnant of who i used to be, made up of memory and emotion. The Bayars no longer perceive me as a threat. And yet”—he tapped his temple—“i have something they want very badly.”

    “knowledge,” Han guessed. “you know something they need to know.”

    “i know something they need to know, and i