od at the edge of the square, watching Elara glide beside Lord Riven, her laughter like a dagger twi

ws sent by the city lord to wipe out anyone connected to Alaric's bloodline. He knew now that the journe

f family life. His mother's gentle voice and his father's steady hands were gone, taken by

darkening sky. "They will know my n

Alaric slipped into the shadows, the herb clutched tigh