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There were other ways into the city, yes, but
none that offered a view of the terrain before
them. Rowan hadn’t risked flying, not when
keen-eyed patrols no doubt searched for a
white-tailed hawk, even under cover of
darkness.
Only thirty feet to the summit now.
Rowan kept climbing, the others close
behind.
She was here. She’d been here the entire
time. If they’d come directly to Doranelle—
He didn’t let himself consider it. Not as he
cleared the hilltop.
Under the sliver of a moon, the gray-stoned
city was bathed in white, wreathed in mist
from the surrounding rivers and waterfalls.
Elide, amid her panting, gasped.
“I—I thought it would be like Morath,” she
admitted.
The serene city lay in the heart of a river