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True Tales
Nona paced back and forth in Celyn’s house, her hands knotting together at her waist. She tried to pray, but the words escaped her. There was no prayer for this, and it grieved her.
Under the Earth and the Sky, the Sun and the Moon. Thomas’ voice intruded into her thoughts, her memory painting a picture of what he looked like as he stood before the king, Vowing to keep his secret from any other human.
It was a Vow they all took at one time or another, one that she herself had taken as a young girl at her first Gathering after her Quickening.
And one she intended to break tonight.
She swallowed down the panic that fluttered in her gut at the thought. Breaking the Vow was never done easily, and there were always consequences, and those difficult to determine. But there wo
