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LINCOLN
AGE TWENTY-ONE
I am one man with many titles.
Some call me King of the demon-fighting Thrax. To others, I’m Husband and Consort to Myla Lewis, the Great Scala. More than once, I’ve been celebrated as the Greatest Warrior in Antrum, which is my homeland hidden deep below the Earth’s surface.
Yet the finest title of all will soon be mine.
Dad.
Myla is heavy with our first child. Humans might say we’re too young to be parents. But we thrax fight demons on the Earth’s surface. My people know that life can end quickly—and if you anger the wrong monster, it most certainly will—so we marry early and start families fast. And as Myla would say, if you make yourself happy, at least that’s one person.
For this momentous occasion, I carry my wife to the Arx Hall infirmary, honeymoon-
