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404 pages, Hardcover
First published November 2, 2010
[Sylvi said:] Do humans ever go there? To your Caves?I know McKinley likes Rudyard Kipling, but really??? Eww!
Ebon looked at her, puzzled: head low, chin pulled in, one ear half back. Not that I know of. Humans don't come to us. We come to you. The Caves aren't a human sort of thing. [...]
Sylvi [said:] DOn't you -- mind? Mind always coming to us?
Ebon shrugged again -- she was sure, now, that it was a pegasus shrug. What's to mind? That we keep our quiet and our privacy? That we don't have to worry about providing dead flesh for you to eat? And chairs? I would not be your father, the human king, to have the winning of that old war carried on my back, and on the backs of all the kings and queens after me, until the end of humans and pegasi -- and the winning of any other wars. We are free, we pegasi, thanks to you. We are glad to honour you in this way if it pleases you -- if it means you'll go on carrying the burden for both of us.