I stood under Harvard, in the tomb of my ancestors with a heavy heart, the drach leader and the lóng I now called friend standing behind me, allowing me to take the lead. While I'd already seen my mother, I wasn't looking forward to a second visit so soon after the first, not with the way I'd left things this time. Though I wasn't sure warding myself against her would do much good, I built shields between the catacombs under Harvard and the power of the North ...