#a traitor

Chapter 1- I missed short description of Grisha carriages

A clatter of hooves and shouts split the air. Mal yanked me to the side of the road just as a huge black coach roared past, scattering people before it as they ran to avoid the pounding hooves of four black horses. Beside the whip-wielding driver perched two soldiers in charcoal coats.

The Darkling. There was no mistaking his black coach or the uniform of his personal guard.

Another coach, this one lacquered red, rumbled past us at a more leisurely pace.

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A third coach rolled by, lacquered in blue, and a girl leaned out the window.

Chapter 20- Grisha tent in Kribirsk (added later)

When we finally pulled up to the immense black silk tent, a crowd of Grisha swarmed around the coach.

Chapter 20- PILLOWS! These won’t be cheap...

As we passed through the Grisha pavilion, I caught sight of Zoya sulking on a pile of cushions.

Chapter 20- Alina’s prison tent (@aerkan)

Ivan led me to a private tent close to the Darkling’s quarters. Fresh clothes were waiting on my camp cot along with a tub of hot water and my blue kefta. It had only been a few weeks, but it felt strange to wear Summoners’ colors again.

The Darkling’s guards were stationed all around the perimeter of my tent. Only I knew they were there to monitor as well as protect me. The tent was luxuriously appointed with piles of furs, a painted table and chairs, and a Fabrikator mirror, clear as water and inlaid with gold.