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him at a dig on the edge of the Cetajan Range, in sight of the ocean she fled to a month before. The Skyborn needed structures to stabilize and protect Omen,but first they needed a clear land passage onto the peninsula.
A route was taking shape with the Skyborn, whose number included many miners, hewing huge chunks of strata with their lightsabers.
“Sabers’ll do better when we recover some of the Lignan crystals to power them,” Gloyd said. Korsin presented a rock sample to Adari. Granite. The efforts were not for her, of course, but she’d always wondered what was below. Now she knew.
“You were right after all,” Korsin said, watching her study the stone. She hadn’t mentioned her conflict with the Neshtovar, but she’d been anxious to confirm her theories with someone who knew. Volcanos didform new land. And the mountains of the Cetajan Range weren’t volcanoes—while granite did come from magma, they told her, it was formed far underground over the course of eons. That was why its rocks looked different from the flamestones. “I don’t understand half what my miners tell me,” Korsin said, “but they say you could easily help them—if you weren’t helping me.”
Korsin began speaking with Gloyd about their next project, a dig to find metals necessary to repair Omen.
Adari started to interject when she saw Seelah orbiting.
Adari shuddered as the woman passed from sight.
What had Adari done to earn such hatred?
She’s not staring at me,Adari realized. She’s staringat Korsin.
“I saw you,” Adari blurted to Korsin.
“What?”
“I saw you a second time on the mountain, that day.
You threw something over the side.”
Korsin turned from his work. He gestured—and Gloyd stepped away.
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“I saw you throw something,” Adari said, swallowing. She looked down at the ocean, crashing against the cliffs. “I didn’t know what—until you sent me to return to the village.” Korsin stepped warily toward her. Adari couldn’t stop talking. “I flew down there, Korsin. I saw him below, on the rocks. He was a man,” she said, “like you.”
“Like me?” Korsin snorted. “Is . . . he still there?”
She shook her head. “I turned him over to look at him,” she said. “The tide swept him away.”
Korsin was her height, but as she shrank, he loomed.
“You saw this—and yet you still brought the Neshtovar to find us.”
Adari froze, unable to answer. She looked at the rocks, far below, so like the ones farther up the range.
Korsin reached for her as he had before . . .
. . . and drew back. His voice softened. “Your people turned on you to protect their society. You were a danger?”
How did he know?Adari looked up at Korsin. He looked less like Zhari all the time. “I believed something they didn’t.”
Korsin smiled and took her hand gently. “That’s a fight my people are familiar with. That man you saw—he was a danger to oursociety.”
“But he was your brother.”
Korsin’s grip tightened for a moment before he let go altogether. “You area good listener,” he said, straight-ening. The fact wouldn’t have been hard to learn. “Yes, he was my brother. But he was a danger—and we had dangers enough when you found us,” he said. He looked deeply into her eyes. “And I think this is something you know something about, Adari. That same sea took someone from you, too. Didn’t it?”
Adari’s mouth opened. How?Zhari had died there, but the Neshtovar would never have told Korsin.
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Speaking of a rider’s fall broke their greatest taboo: falling was being claimed by the Otherside. No one had seen it happen, save for Nink— and the all-seeing Skyborn.
Korsin was either a mind reader, or he was who he said he was. Her words barely came out. “It—it’s not the same. Youpushed that man. I didn’t have anything to do with what happened to my—”
“Of course you didn’t. Accidents happen. But you didn’t mind that he died,” he said. “I can see it in you, Adari. He was a danger to you—to the person you’re becoming.” Korsin’s bushy eyebrows turned up.
“You’re glad he’s gone.”
Adari closed her eyes. Putting his arm around her shoulder, Korsin turned her toward the sun. “It’s all right, Adari. Among the Sith, there is no shame in it.
You would never be what you are today with him keeping you down. Just as you’d never be what you’re going to become with Izri Dazhkeeping you down.”
At the name, Adari’s eyes opened. The sunlight dazzled her, but Korsin wouldn’t let her turn away. “You were afraid of us,” he said, “and afraid when you saw the body. You knew we’d die on the mountain if you didn’t bring help. Yet you brought the Neshtovar anyway—because you thought we could help you against them.”
He released her. Adari looked blankly at the sun for another moment before looking away. Behind her, Korsin spoke in the soothing tones he’d used when his voice had first reached her on the wind.
“Helping us interact with the Keshiri is not just about helping us,Adari. You will learn things about your world that you never imagined.” He turned over the rock in her hand. “I don’t know how long we’re going to be here, but I promise you will learn more in the next few months than you have in your entire lifetime. Than anyKeshiri has.”
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Adari shook. “What—what do you—”
“A simple thing. Forget what you saw that day.”
Korsin made good on his word. In her first months with the Skyborn, Adari had learned much about her home. But she had also learned some things about where theyhad come from, and who they were. She was a good listener. By simple things, we know the world.
Korsin’s Sith were the beings from above that she denied—but they weren’t the gods of Keshiri legend.
Not exactly. They had amazing powers, and perhaps they lived in the stars. But they didn’t bleed sand, and they weren’t perfect. They argued. They envied. They killed.
The Sith did read minds, to a degree. Korsin had used that to call out to her for help after seeing her in the air.
But they weren’t omniscient. She’d found that out with a simple, surreptitious experiment involving Ravilan.
She’d suggested he visit a restaurant deep in Tahv’s busiest quarter. Off he went, getting lost in the same neighborhood she always got lost in. The Sith’s percep-tive powers were amazing, but they still required accu-rate knowledge from others.
She sought to provide that, accompanying Korsin to many work sites, mostly employing jovial Keshiri laborers. The Skyborn were perfect enough for the Keshiri—and perfect enough for her. Yaru Korsin was as far beyond Zhari Vaal in intellect as she was above the rocks, and as long as she learned to avoid the eye of Seelah, another widow of a fallen man, she could expect to learn a great deal more.