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passion last night made heat creep into her cheeks.
    Today should be a cause for celebration. She and Indaran had just married, the Evil God’s prisoners were free, and her husband had reunited with the sister he thought dead in the sack of Seagem.
    But once outside of Ontarem’s waters, instead of continuing to sail to safety, Indaran had ordered the ship to come about. He planned for them to return to help the nomads in their battle against Ontarem. The other ships pulled beside them, lowered the sails and waited, swaying on the ocean. The clack and ting of rigging came to Jasmine over the breeze.
    Daria clapped her hand on Indaran’s shoulder. “So, brother, you’re heading us back into the Evil One’s den.” She didn’t sound particularly concerned about the danger.
    Jasmine wondered if the princess was really as calm as she seemed, or if she, too, had a knot in her stomach about their return to Ontarem’s land.
    “We can’t go back to Penutar,” Indaran replied. “That would be foolish, indeed. There might be a place along the shore where the captain can drop us off and any who want to go with us.”
    Jasmine looked up at her beloved. “There is. Roe-al pointed out a spot where the Che-da-wah go. He described it as a small bay. The nomads have seen ships anchor there before, so the water must be safe from rocks. It’s in Arvintor’s territory, so I hope He can protect us from being caught in the tow as Ontarem attempts to force us to His city.”
    Khan leaned toward Jasmine. “First, I think since we aren’t familiar with Roe-al, the Che-da-wah, Arvintor, or Ontarem, perhaps you should fill Daria and me in on your adventures. We need all the information possible to strategize the best way to evade the Evil God.”
    Indaran uncrossed his arms and dropped one across Jasmine’s shoulders. “I, too, would hear them. There hasn’t been time in the last week for you to give me many details.
    Jasmine went down on one knee, sketching an invisible map on the wooden deck with her forefinger. “This is Exonlah, a beautiful forest, where the statue of the God Arvintor, twin brother to Ontarem, was bound. This—” she drew a larger circle “—is the plain, Drayleth, where the nomads live. For generations, they have remained out of Ontarem’s influence. And, on the other side of Drayleth, this—” she tapped the deck “—is Penutar. Here, the people are poor, fearful, and pitifully thin from overwork and being drained by the God. But they are fierce defenders of the Evil One.”
    Daria fiddled with the end of her long blond braid. “I’d never heard of Ontarem before we came here. Nor, of the Goddess Withea.” She exchanged a private smile with Khan. “Until She saved my life a few weeks ago. Now there’s another Deity. How many unknown Gods haunt Kimtair?”
    Jasmine stood. “Arvintor says there are only six.”
    “That’s a relief.” Daria flipped her braid over her shoulder. “We won’t have any more unexpected Deities meddling in our lives.”
    Jasmine heartily agreed. “Centuries ago, Arvintor sent His people to safety across the sea.”
    Daria gave a sharp intake of breath. “To settle in Seagem?”
    Jasmine nodded. “But in so doing, Arvintor lost his power, and Ontarem bound Him.”
    Daria grimaced. “There are only hints about this in the ancient records in the library. The myths of the forgotten lands.” She waved a go on gesture to Jasmine.
    “When Withea sent me here, to Louat, She healed me. Not totally…but enough. What should be nightmare memories and emotions…” Jasmine shook her head. “Withea made everything Amir did to me feel like those experiences faded into the past, not happened a few days before.”
    A look of pain crossed Khan’s face. “I’m sorry, Jasmine. I thought you’d be safe in England from my brother.”
    Jasmine gave a little shake of her head, trying to toss off the memories, and continued. “I gave Arvintor some of my energy, enough to