Rise Of The Abandoned Bride
Jethro wanted the thing he'd said he never wanted, because now the child was a prize and Lydia wanted a sole claim while my parents had sold me to save themselves.
Tristan looked up, eyes raw. "We should run to the west old ford, there's a boat there and...." A horn split the night from the road, a single rider broke through the trees, cloak streaming but face hidden. He reined in, threw back his hood, and the firelight hit a sigil on his breastplate.
That's Duskbane and my breath left me. The rider dismounted and walked straight toward us, hand raised in a peculiar salute, his voice was calm as a judge.
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