by Susan Dexter (Author)

A Special Edition with a new afterward bringing into its proper place as Book Four of The Warhorse of Esdragon. The Duke of Esdragon knew every last inch of his land. Every windswept moor, each sedge-fringed puddle, all the streams seeking the never very-distant sea. He remembered where each road ran, every farm-track ended. He had no doubt as to what lay beyond the rise of any hill, where any turn of the faintest, most disused path would take him. Dropped blindfolded at midnight in any random spot, he'd not only find his way back to his palace at Keverne-he'd know beforehand every last step he'd be taking along the way, the hidden sights he'd pass to either side, as surely as if he could see them. And he was bored to despair.

Guaranteed safe checkout: