CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Thanos stared at the space where Felldust’s coast gave way to the villages of the Bone Folk, trying to hide the trepidation that he felt about going to a place like that. He’d heard as many of the stories about what they did to outsiders as anyone.
More than that, he still didn’t know if this was the right move. His heart ached to be back in Delos, helping Ceres to defend the city. Yet he was just one man. Alone, he couldn’t hope to stop the invasion. He needed allies.
“Are you sure about this?” the captain asked, as the crew started to lower the small boat that held Thanos and Jeva, the Bone Folk woman he’d saved on the docks.
“I’m sure it needs to be done,” Thanos said.
He saw Jeva nod gravely.
“People must always do what is needful,” she said. “And what the ancest
