Porcupine Ridge They managed to rob the New Sheoth palace vaults? Curious.

Hex. Seer. She remembered Muskrat's words well. Anathema glanced up from the bones, guarded but not so daring as to be hostile to her new leader. Still she wished they had stayed on the islands; isolated from the world to the end of their days.

Anathema, She offered, gaze returning to her collection of bones. The delicate length of spine and the sharp point of a rib had been easy enough to identify, but the smallest bone among the collection still escaped her. What could it have been?

These belonged to my mother.

Now they were hers. She wondered if her mother's spirit raged to see it — or if, in death, she had finally found some semblance of pride for her unwanted daughter.