knew that she was aware, too. Would try to
find a way to get her out before the end.
Even if Evangeline would never allow it.
Darrow unbuckled the sword at his side and
extended it to Aedion.
Silence began to ripple through the hall at
the sight of the sword—Aedion’s sword. The
Sword of Orynth.
Darrow held it between them, the ancient
bone pommel gleaming. “Terrasen is your
home.”
Aedion’s haggard face remained unmoved.
“It has been since the day I arrived here.”
“I know,” Darrow said, gazing at the
sword. “And you have defended it far more
than any natural-born son would ever be
expected to. Beyond what anyone might ever
reasonably be asked to give. You have done so
without complaint, without fear, and have
served your kingdom nobly.” He extended the
lily
(lily)
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