Your actions will now be visible. To safeguard you and the Trials.
The next morning, Lord Thorne made his icy, official pronouncement in the Alpha command tent. The air smelled like moist earth as people celebrated. But now the air tasted like doubt and ashes.
My father was calm and angry on his right as I stood in front of him. Nyx Vale watched him intently on his left. Bright, dark bruises covered my arms. Thorne's doctor examined them. The "tithe" Valthorn mentioned was proof.
Thorne said, "The display at Raven's Crag was...unprecedented." "A contender who doesn't take a full volley, uses strange ways to take out several opponents, and shows more physical strength than expected before." He stared at me like flint. "It makes me think, Aerys." The Crown wants these answers before the f
