Chapter 4
THE HEART WAS really destroyed, wasn’t it?
His mind racing, Isandor sat in his office, watching as the mist rose from the ocean and rolled over the City of Glass, cloaking it in a grey, humid, cold blanket. Here was another thing that didn’t happen much as recently as last year. So many signs proved that after the supposed destruction of the Heart, the world hadn’t finished changing yet. In fact, change was speeding up.
The weather, the continuing fertility problems, the flashes of icefire that wouldn’t die, and now Sady’s letter all added to the worry that gnawed in his stomach. Up until now, Peria was the only country that had done well out of the destruction of the Heart, going from an ice-covered wasteland to a cool highland with rolling green meadows.
He’d heard of Cheva
