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Book Information:
Genre: High/Epic Fantasy
Author: Kate Elliott
Name: Child of Flame
Series: Volume Four of The Crown of Stars
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KATE ELLIOT

**VOLUME Four of CROWN OF STARS**

Child of Flame

PROLOGUE
OFF to the southeast, thunder rolled on and on. But in the broad ditch where
three youths and two gravely injured soldiers had taken refuge from the battle,
the rain had, mercifully, slackened. A wind out of the north blew the clouds
away, revealing the waxy light of a full moon.
Ivar listened to the sounds of battle carried by the breeze. They'd scrambled
down into die ditch from an embankment above, hoping to escape the notice of
their enemies. They hadn't found safety, only a moment's respite, caught as they
were behind the enemy's line. The Quman warriors would sweep down from the
earthen dike and slaughter them, then cut off their heads to use as belt
ornaments. Or, at least, that's what Baldwin seemed to think as he babbled
confusedly about Quman soldiers searching the huge tumulus and its twisting
embankments, lighting their way with torches.
From his place down in the slippery mud at the bottom of the ditch, Ivar didn't
see torches. There was a lambent glow emanating from the crown of the hill, but
it didn't look like any torchlight he had ever seen.
Sometimes, when a situation was really bad and there was nothing you could do
about it, it was just better not to know.