Morningside Cuesta ouska

Heda barked at them with cruelty and Etienne recoiled. Unused to such a brusque way from the island woman who used to sing.

He swallowed. And shifted his feet. He knew what Fiona was saying and it had occurred to him. He could do it, but it would cost him his life. But he supposed his life rather than Heda or Druid who were needed. Anselm who could be father. Fiona who could heal.

I do not agree wit' 'arm, but. Dere be poisons to coat de fur wit' one bite he be sick, possibly dead. Dere is some dat be more potent you can eat it. And den when dey bite you take dem wit' you. I know it. It be 'ow my granme got rid of de bear. I would have to go to de sea. But it must be taken and den a fite immediately started. Dere be otters, but de be the most potent i know.

But will 'e really return dat we must plan dis? Can 'e be reasoned with?


If the answers were yes and then no. He could do this for them. Etienne was not needed. He was indeed expendable.