"Tell me now," Gianna said, glancing briefly toward the stables where Elmund and the guard continued their final preparations, aware that every passing minute delayed her departure further. "Whatever it is, Corwin, I don't have time left for more secrets kept until the last possible moment."Corwin's expression carried genuine guilt at this, and he nodded slowly, apparently understanding the weight of his own repeated pattern of delayed revelations throughout their entire acquaintance. "You're right," he said. "I should have told you from the very beginning, when I first explained the ritual's purpose. I simply hoped, perhaps foolishly, that we might find another way, that this particular detail wouldn't ultimately become necessary.""Tell me," Gianna repeated, firmer this time.Corwin drew a steadying breath. "Completing the resealing ritual properly," he said, "requires more than simply Luna's power alone, properly guided at the correct location. The ancient texts suggest it require
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