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In the chaos, Yorga rescues Valya. But Usul is gone. Taken by a mysterious figure in a black robe — a who whispers, "The Sisterhood is not the only one who breeds."
"The Sisterhood has no power here," he says, pressing a stillsuit mask over her mouth, cutting her air. "You’ll tell me what prophecy you’re planting."
Inside a spice-harvester’s wreck, Valya administers the gom jabbar (a poison-tipped needle hidden in her braid). Usul does not flinch. He recites the Litany before she even speaks it.
Valya exhales. "Because they are not yours. They are ours. We seeded them here three generations ago. You are our secret garden."
"You spoke the old words," Yorga says. "The words the Zensunni wanderers left behind. How do you know them?"
In the chaos, Yorga rescues Valya. But Usul is gone. Taken by a mysterious figure in a black robe — a who whispers, "The Sisterhood is not the only one who breeds."
"The Sisterhood has no power here," he says, pressing a stillsuit mask over her mouth, cutting her air. "You’ll tell me what prophecy you’re planting."
Inside a spice-harvester’s wreck, Valya administers the gom jabbar (a poison-tipped needle hidden in her braid). Usul does not flinch. He recites the Litany before she even speaks it.
Valya exhales. "Because they are not yours. They are ours. We seeded them here three generations ago. You are our secret garden."
"You spoke the old words," Yorga says. "The words the Zensunni wanderers left behind. How do you know them?"