Kael's POVGarrick found me in the corridor before the ceremony, which I suspected wasn't accidental. He moved differently with the crutch now — not slower, just differently, with the particular economy of someone who had stopped fighting a thing and started working with it instead.He stopped beside me and looked at the main room where people were still arranging themselves, and said nothing for a moment."You're thinking about the name," he said."I haven't heard the name yet.""You're thinking about what it might be."I looked at him. He looked at the room."Stop reading people," I said."Stop being readable." He shifted his weight, glanced at the crutch briefly, then back at the room. "For what it's worth — whatever she calls her, it'll be right. Rebecca doesn't do things by accident.""I know that.""You're just going to stand there looking like a man preparing for something anyway.""Yes."He almost smiled. "Good. At least you're honest about it." He nodded at my feet.
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