The White Rose: A Novel of the Black Company (Chronicles of The Black Company)

The White Rose: A Novel of the Black Company (Chronicles of The Black Company)

Glen Cook

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 0812508440

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

She is the last hope of good in the war against the evil sorceress known as the Lady. From a secret base on the Plains of Fear, where even the Lady hesitates to go, the Black Company, once in service to the Lady, now fights to bring victory to the White Rose. But now an even greater evil threatens the world. All the great battles that have gone before will seem a skirmishes when the Dominator rises from the grave.

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The Forest and Beyond Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Fortress at Deal Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Guest at Charm Chapter Forty: Making Up My Mind Chapter Forty-One: A Town Called Horse Chapter Forty-Two: Homecoming Chapter Forty-Three: Picnic Chapter Forty-Four: The Quickening Chapter Forty-Five: Bargain Struck Chapter Forty-Six: Son of the Tree Chapter Forty-Seven: Shadows in Shadowland Chapter Forty-Eight: Flight West Chapter Forty-Nine: The Invisible Maze Chapter Fifty: Gnomen? Chapter

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“What thing?” “The thing you were traveling with. Speak.” I could not, for I hadn’t the slightest notion what she was blathering about. “We caught up. Or my men did. I arrived only in time to count the bodies. What shreds twenty hounds and a hundred men in armor, in minutes, then disappears from mortal ken?” Gods, One-Eye and Goblin must have outdone themselves. Still I did not speak. “You came from the Barrowland. Where you were tampering. Did you call something forth?” She sounded as

I’ve seen wounds like those before. I’ll show you before we leave for the Tower.” Was there ever any doubt about that? “When you make your examination, reflect on the fact that the last time men died in such fashion my husband ruled the world.” None of this added up. But I was not worried about it. I was worried about my own future. “He has begun to move already. Long before I expected. Will he never lie quietly and let me get on with my work?” Some sums started toting. One-Eye saying

Tree wanted to talk. Had the rocks bring me over. Says he wants to help us. Only while I was listening, that hand got ahold of me. Like to ripped my foot off. The racket was the tree saying, ‘Now stop that. That’s not polite.’” “Cut his tongue out after you fix his leg,” Elmo told One-Eye. “What did it want, Croaker?” “Your ears gone? To help with the Dominator. Said he thought it over. Decided it was in his own best interest to keep the Dominator down. Give me a hand up.” One-Eye’s efforts

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