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remained coiled in my gut like a warning. Ren was notably quiet during our walk; although I sensed that he was tense, his eyes often sliding beyond our range of perception, someone . .

his chest, was Kael. The exiled leader was written all over him-strong, watchful, and remote. I

onto mine with a knowing intens

till here," he s

oing," I shot back, me

nced at Ren, who appeared a

the whole tour?"

he corners of his mouth. "Oh, she got the grand tour. She

gainst Ren. But then he turned back to me, his features stonewalled. "I'm sure he pro

pletely by surprise. Before I could stop

o God, his jaw tight with an

alls with such height and thickness that no one could ever hope to penetrate

id, surprising myself with the boldness

his eyes sharp and piercing. "W

on me. "I know that feeling of wanting justice--of wanting t

dismiss me, turn away, and leave me standing there alone. Th

urmured. "What

mboldened. "Maybe it do

he first time, I saw something raw and vulne

hat do you know about losing everything you've built, everything you'

somewhere behind us, and Kael became tense. He had turned toward t

otion. But there was nothing. Only a dense, dark forest stretching bou

what seemed ages, the figure slowly stepped out from

my stomach; it was t

n a way I could not quite define. His eyes glared in two unnatural shades of green, shining in the dim light like those

, pouring contempt into hi

ing hardly restrained whispering fu

g his arms across his chest. "I'm

anging thick in the air. This was all too unresolved.

want?" he demande

ee how the mighty Kael is faring out here in exil

e, the way he glanced at Kael a

ard with blazing

sponse. "You think you can intimidate me? You are a