“Is that you?”Smiling, she nodded. As Tristan and the First Wizard started down the hall,Wigg seemed deeply concerned. As he neared the executioner’s station, the crowd thickened. Grinding loudly against the door, the bolt startedmoving.
By the time they entered the capital, much of Tammerland hadbeen mysteriously burned to the ground and newly rebuilt. His face radiating pure joy, Faegan turned his chair around to address the astonished group. It takes a lifetime to do so. “What about Wigg and Faegan?” she asked weakly.
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