Cassius Thaumaturgy

I stared up at the withered old man I'd called Liver Spots, and behind the loose skin, the wrinkles, the white wiry hair, I could see the man who had been one of the Order of the Blackened Denarius.
"How?" I asked him. "How did you find me?"
"I didn't," he said. "The coroner's apartment was easy enough to find. I took hairs from his brush. Since you were so eager to keep him sheltered under your wing, it wasn't too terribly difficult to keep track of him-and you-once we had destroyed your wards."
"Oh," I said. My voice shook a little.
"Are you afraid, boy?" Cassius whispered.


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