The night before my investiture, I asked Kaelren, "Why were you at the Moon Festival three years ago?"He was silent for a long moment before taking me to the old mill.No one had lived there for years. The patches he had sewn onto the roof were still there. In one corner lay the first cloak he had ever tried and failed to make.Kaelren sat by the hearth and finally told me the whole truth.Three years ago, the Black Wolf Clan had conspired with hyena mercenaries to assassinate him.The corrupted blood curse had destroyed his beast core and disfigured his face. It had also marked his royal scent, allowing the assassins to track him the moment he shifted into his beast form.His only choice was to disguise himself as an unmarked Rotskin Beastman and hide among the crowds at the edge of the Moon Festival.The bonding ring Ronan had kicked away rolled to his feet.When my blood fell onto the ring, it broke the curse's hold on his scent.I had thought I was simply choosing someone no one e
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