His gray hair lay all about his shoulders. “I can only imagine,” he whispered. To Wigg’s mind, the idea that Xanthus hadactivated it before leaving with Tristan seemed likely. Before it was over, two more died by Tristan’s hand.
The Heretics’ plan was elegant, foolproof. Flying through the air, the horses crashed down on the other side. Directly across the table from Tristan and separating the two groups sat Xanthus. CHAPTER LXXIIAS TRISTAN STOOD LOOKING AT THE GLEAMING AZURE pass, a shudder went through him.
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