Weight of Stone (49 page)

But Ao would likely die.

The Vin Lands. The lands of the Vine. The Vineart Lands. His enemy fought from a place of strength, and moved pieces about to suit him. So, too, then, would Jerzy, Vineart of the House of Malech.

“Jer.” It was Mahault, standing over him, blocking out the stars. “Where are we going?’

The answer rose to his lips, as though he had known all along.

“Home.”