It's with no small relief that Isaac finds himself climbing not the steps of the central tower, but those that wind toward Riftwatch's rank and file. He's no particular desire to stumble upon any of the Heads today.

How many men live apart their wives? Enough. There are estates and shacks the world over with two beds, rooms, wings.

"Lady Venaras," As Rutyer has himself been absorbed. Lord Venaras; Lady Rutyer — difficult to say which would be the better joke. The details of each as vague as they are vaguely unpleasant. Byerly has been, at least, more formally and thoroughly disowned. "It's been too long."

As though she hasn't seen him in apron a day or so prior.