The Veiled Dragon: Forgotten Realms The Harpers Series, Book No.12
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To save the life of Eversult's Ruling Lady, Ruha, a Bedine witch and Harper agent, infiltrates the palace of a Shou prince and uncovers a murderous conspiracy linked to the royal household of the east and the Cult of the Dragon in the west. Original. 75,000 first printing.
blaze erupted into a blistering orb of white-hot flame, as brilliant as the sun in the sky and twice as large. The dragon wailed in anguish. When he raised his claws to his face, they caught fire and started to burn with a flickering yellow flame. He started to dance about, and Ruha heard a tremendous crash in the next room as one of his heavy feet came through the ceiling. Burning scales began to flutter off his head and touch off fires on the floors above. Cypress raised his wings, then roared
by duty, Brave Prince. I call him earlier because I sense change in you that, perhaps, earns his respect. But it is difficult for him to be with us. Even most faithful of servants cannot stay long, and in past you have done little to win his loyalty.” Tang let his head drop onto the hard stones and stared at the gray ceiling hanging like a tomb’s lid above his face. He heard again the wet crack as the general was beheaded by his own son. That Fui had answered Lady Feng’s summons at all was a
not see what had happened. No matter. Windowpanes cost as much as diamonds, but this morning he was working on the problem of the ants, and he had only a short time to solve it before his officious wife fetched him to meet with some new merchant. Tang glanced at the gate, hanging slightly ajar, and wondered if he dared close it. He had repaired only a quarter of the damage to his garden, and every day he failed to restore the delicate balance meant more dead lizards. Still, he could not hazard
cook bars the door when she sleeps,” explained Fowler. “Otherwise, the night guards pilfer her breakfast tarts.” They had to wait several minutes before a sleepy voice sounded on the other side of the door. “Go away, Tombor. I won’t have you calling in the middle of the night. You only want something to eat.” Tombor looked slightly embarrassed. “I’ve—uh—guests with me, Silavia. We need the oil press. It’s for Lady Yanseldara.” Silavia hesitated a moment, then asked, “Truly?” “Truly,” replied
to sizzle and fume. Fowler sank to his knees. “Wretched witch! What have you done to my ship?” The dragon turned its shattered face toward the captain. “Did she give the order to interfere with me? Or was it you, thinking of Cormyr’s filthy bounty?” With that, the wyrm withdrew its head and slipped beneath the sea’s dark surface. Ruha stepped to the taffrail and saw the shadow of one huge wing gliding through the water toward her. “Captain, did I not promise that the Harpers would buy you