But Xanthus’ terrible atrocities made it impossible for Tristanto believe that the Darkling could somehow be his ally. ”“A sizable enough audience with which to start,” Xanthus replied cryptically. “What have I done?” he breathed. Turningback to the east, the ancient wizard watched the Eutracian coast grow closer.
They walked for a while until Yasmin came to one of the few wagons that hadn’t been destroyed. It was a warm day. But the Directorate is no more, and I haveresolved to do this thing. In her otherhand the princess held the two warriors’ betrothal pins.
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