But Falkan had not spoken of those desires
since they’d left the Tavan Mountains, and
had instead dedicated himself to helping in
whatever manner he could: scouting, mostly.
But a time would soon come when they’d
need his further assistance, as they had against
the kharankui in the Dagul Fells.
Perhaps as vital as the army they’d brought
with them was the information they’d gleaned
there. That Maeve was not a Fae Queen at all,
but a Valg imposter. An ancient Valg queen,
who had infiltrated Doranelle at the dawn of
time, ripping into the two sister-queens’
minds and convincing them that they had an
elder sister.
Perhaps the knowledge would bring about
nothing in this war. But it might shift it in
some way. To know that another enemy
lurked at their backs. And that Maeve had fled
to Erilea to escape the Valg king she’d wed,
lily
(lily)
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