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by Stephen Deas


  He went down the back of Reeper Hill and Shipwrights’ and towards The Maze. Lilissa lived there now, somewhere. His first love, gone to be with her fishmonger. He didn’t know exactly where; Master Sy wouldn’t tell him and Lilissa didn’t want him to know. All in all that had probably been for the best. Everything to do with her seemed so childish now.

  Tasahre. A part of him had died with her. Or maybe she wasn’t dead after all — maybe that sword monk had reached her in time and touched her with a mark of the sun, like the elder dragon had done to Master Sy, and turned her at the brink and brought her back. Maybe? Could something like that have happened?

  No. No, he couldn’t even start to make himself believe it. She was dead and no one was going to miss him. Hardly anyone would even notice except Master Sy, and Berren would never be able to look at the thief-taker again without seeing Tasahre. Leaving was nothing to be sad about.

  He walked through the Sea Gate into the docks. They looked like a battlefield. Clusters of drunks huddled together. Others shambled aimlessly towards the temple near the gates. A few were laid out flat, some of them already being dragged towards boats, bobbing on the sea. Berren skirted around the edge of all that. The Maze, that was his place. He knew exactly where he was going: to the half-collapsed cellar of the old Sheaf of Arrows, the place he used to go when he ran with Hatchet’s gangs. It was as good a place as any to hide for a day.

  He turned a corner and walked straight into a gang of men pushing a handcart. He stumbled and almost fell.

  ‘Hey, lad. Careful there!’ One of the men reached out, offering him a hand. Berren took it without thinking.

  ‘Ever thought of going to sea?’ asked another one behind him.

  The grip on his wrist was strong, pulling him up. Very strong.

  He had a moment, just long enough to realise who these men were, before something hit him round the back of the head.

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