od at the edge of the square, watching Elara glide beside Lord Riven, her laughter like a dagger twi
ws sent by the city lord to wipe out anyone connected to Alaric's bloodline. He knew now that the journe
f family life. His mother's gentle voice and his father's steady hands were gone, taken by
darkening sky. "They will know my n
Alaric slipped into the shadows, the herb clutched tigh
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