Merana's eyes were intent on him, as if trying to pull out his thoughts. That's all you can do. He became very interested in one of the dark metal ravens inlaid in the haft of the ashandarei, so he would not have to meet her eyes. One wept, face on her knees; the other two stared haggardly at nothing, one of them plucking aimlessly at her skirt.
Because of what had been made of Fain, though, the result was an amalgamation that was mostly Fain and t I see you, Maeric. The wind blowing across Lilian answered. This was where she had met the Wise Ones before, their choice.
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