Just started Sword-Bearer, volume eight of the Novels of Tiger and Del by Jennifer Roberson.
I
know weather is fickle and the deadly Punja desert more so, but one
basic fact everyone can take for gods' granted truth is that it does not
snow in the, as Del put it, hoolies-cursed hot South. Until now.
Si'anasa, weather-working, weather magic, is a play which can only mean
trouble. Which means tis likely time to return North to face this
North-born threat, hope Tiger can put his ioSkandic nature to controlled
use, and that this time Del meeting Kalle does not end in a
death-dance. Indeed, the only certainty now is that they will get
captured at least once. Meaning it is time to step back into the circle.
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