Blackfeather Woods And yet when King Laugh come, he make them all dance to the tune he play.

He takes one last look at Meldresi's skull, moving forward and gently kissing the forehead of the ivory skull. He looks at Atshen then gestures, away from the sacred bone, not willing to sully her memory with blood and bruises, nor does he risk the chance of crushing it. He ventures deeper into the Redgrove, thorns snagging on his thick pelt without a thought, leading Atshen to a safer battleground.