They left Ash Seat city.
Helvara gave them the best way to get to the approaches of True Seat, the ford. They would have to cross the lower crown-water, a black shallow lined with ancient seat-stones and half-submerged statues. It was the fastest route to get them to a non-burning approach to True Seat. Morrin came willingly, almost as if she'd come to terms with the gallery claim. She walked alongside Hades while Ysolde prowled ahead with her saw-spear and dulled silver scars.
They approached the ford.
As they got halfway across the shallow water, Helvara's traitorous lieutenant appeared from the mist below them. He was leading a mixed group of Ash Seat and Ossuary cutters. Their weapons glinted; seal-spears, bone hooks, and a pounding termination drum.
"Seed line freezes there." Helvara has sold all of her recognition. We're getting the true price.
Athena didn't reply.
