“He is gone... Gone again!” Iarion’s mother shook her head. Her long, white tresses shivered. “I cannot bear it.”
“She has been in a stupor since just before dawn,” Curuadil said, giving his mate a worried look with his golden eyes. “I have tried to calm her and make sense of her words, but it has been no use. I thought my mother might know what to do.”
“I am hoping to speak with Iadrawyn as well,” Lodariel said, avoiding Silvanonriel’s glare. “I have received the terms of the human army.”
Curuadil showed no flicker of understanding at her words. Clearly he had been kept in the dark as well, most likely to prevent his mate from finding out. Not only was Eransinta Iarion’s mother in his current incarnation, but she had also been his twin sister in his first incarnation, which had been cu
