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Bard
Bard’s eyes streamed from the pain of his broken nose. A cold breeze flowed through the blank windows. The feeling on his skin was like the drafts that snuck through slatted boards back home.
During the party, Jac kept telling other people that Bard was his brother. He overheard him doing it twice. Bard had been trapped on the wrong side of the first conflict between the Tanyu and Enderin’s ally, the Western Kingdom, but now he had put it right.
He was where he belonged. If everything he’d done had led him here, it was all right.
Trying to stay calm, he flashed through his options. Physically, he had no chance here. He scanned the space behind Belik. Where was Firian? The room was blurry through his tears.
At least Belik thought that the Tanyu in the underground room were und
