They went to bed before the rest of the Black Vigil, but Katelina had a hard time sleeping. The others had dropped off around her when she heard voices in the next room. She strained her ears and caught Fethillen's voice, quiet but angry, "Did you do this, Sushel?"

"Yes." The word was hard and uncompromising, as if he felt no shame, and Katelina could guess what they were talking about: Uzbekistan.

"Then you failed. Jorick's coven was not as weak as you supposed and you ...