“Only Morganna’s blood or some derivative will suffice. Neither of them said anything. ”Tristan looked back at Wigg. Their swords held high in the afternoon sun, Tristan and Rafe charged across the bridge and into the heart of the Recluse.
He was a big roundfaced man with a hearty laugh. “What say you, Princess?”“He’s right,” she answered. But as his mind cleared,a terrible foreboding took him. But Aeolus did not answer the challenge.
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