”Aeolus shook his head in disbelief. The scene bathed in the magenta moonlight was captivating. Tristan watched in dread as the man bent down to grasp the discarded dreggan and knife quiver. “She is in the Chamber of Supplication, tending to the wounded.
Pointing to his worn clothes, she shook her head and made a disapproving,clucking sound. Even though shewas the Citadel’s undisputed ruler and she commanded many souls, she felt desperately alone. “It seems that there is only one way to find out,” he added gravely. Outside her balcony, the sun crept above theeastern horizon, flooding the inky sky with light.
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