sought to staunch their flow over the city
walls courtesy of one of their siege towers.
They had carried Murtaugh back from the
city wall, a throng of soldiers around him.
Even from the skies, flying in with the
witches after Morath had given the order to
halt once more, Lysandra had heard Ren’s
scream. Had seen from high above as Ren ran
down the battlements to the body borne
through the city streets.
Aedion had been there within seconds. Had
kept Ren upright as the young lord had
sobbed, and had half carried him here, despite
the fresh wounds on the prince.
And so Aedion had stayed. Standing vigil
beside Ren all this time, a hand on his
shoulder.
Lysandra had come with Evangeline. Had
held the stunned girl while she cried, and
lingered while Evangeline strode to
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