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Chapter 72  

Author: VelvetQuill
last update publish date: 2026-08-18 19:14:08

Aria

We go down in the dark for a while, because my son is holding all the light we have.

It sits in his palm the size of an apple, steady, unbothered, and it shows us about four steps at a time, and he goes ahead of his father down a stair inside a mountain like a boy leading a horse to water. Kael has one hand on the back of Rowan's cloak the entire way, and I do not think he is aware that he is doing it. Behind me, Bryn strikes a flint eleven times and gets n

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