Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Nine A week living in the gutters served to drastically change Vivenna’s perspective on life. She sold her hair on the second day for a depressingly small amount of money. The food that she’d bought hadn’t even filled her stomach, and she didn’t have the strength to regrow the locks. The haircut didn’t…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Eight Lightsong sat on the edge of his bed, sweat thick on his brow as he stared down at the floor in front of him. He was breathing heavily. Llarimar eyed a lesser scribe, who lowered his pen. Servants clustered around the edges of the bedchamber. They had, at his request, woken him…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Seven In the slums it could seem like night, even during the full light of day. Vivenna wandered, aimless, stepping over soiled bits of colorful trash. She knew that she should find a place to hide and stay there. Yet she wasn’t really thinking straight anymore. Parlin was dead. He’d been her friend…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Six I will not leave you, Susebron wrote, sitting on the floor beside the bed, his back propped up by pillows. I promise. “How can you be sure?” Siri asked from her place on the bed. “Maybe once you have an heir, you’ll grow tired of life, then give away your Breath.” First of all, he…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Five Vivenna awoke sore, tired, and terrified. She tried struggling, but her hands and legs were tied. She succeeded only in rolling herself into an even less comfortable position. She was in a dark room, gagged, her face pressing awkwardly against a splintering wood floor. She still wore her skirt, an expensive foreign…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Four Lightsong watched the young queen dart away from his pavilion and felt an odd sense of guilt. How very uncharacteristic of me, he thought, taking a sip of wine. After the grapes, it tasted a little sour. Maybe the sourness was from something else. He’d spoken to Siri about the God King’s death in…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Three Jewels worked quietly, ignoring Vivenna and pulling another stitch tight. Clod’s guts—intestines, stomach, and some other things Vivenna didn’t want to identify—lay on the floor beside him, carefully pulled out and arranged so that they could be repaired. Jewels was working on the intestines at the moment, sewing with a special thick…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-Two He was always gone when Siri awoke. She lay in the deep, well-stuffed bed, morning light streaming through the window. Already, the day was growing warm, and even her single sheet was too hot. She threw it off but remained on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. She could tell from…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty-One “I feel I have to ask one more time,” Denth said. “Do we have to go through with this?” Denth walked with Vivenna, Tonk Fah, Jewels, and Clod. Parlin had stayed behind at Denth’s suggestion. He was worried about the dangers of the meeting, and didn’t want another body to keep track of. “Yes,…

Warbreaker Chapter Thirty Lightsong!” Blushweaver said, hands on hips. “What in the name of the Iridescent Tones are you doing?” Lightsong ignored her, instead applying his hands to the clump of muddy clay in front of him. His servants and priests stood in a large ring, looking nearly as confused as Blushweaver—who had arrived at…