Ch. 9 was like an oasis of joy in the middle of the desert (or is it the tundra?). An oasis easing the suffering making it even more pronounced? The latter, I am certain. I am dreading what is to come next, damn it, and my dread of Checkmate is exceptional. Whatever it is, it is going to be painful. Also I would read a whole book full of Lymond and Phillipa outwording each other, with a bit of Kate and Danny thrown in for colour.
Languish Locked in L!!!**Too late, too late, too late; it had happened.