Chapter 16
Herrith went through the motions of his days in a way that looked like the one that had come before, but nothing was the same.
Since the adoption magic had set into him, he was always keenly aware of Aria. His daughter. The words reverberated through him. He felt the king’s power against her. He felt her pain. He felt her joy. It was the first time he had ever been a father. He had never married, never had children. There was no one to continue the line of the golden thread, the Circle warriors. Herrith had no son or daughter to continue after him. Except, now, there was Aria. Hope bloomed at the thought of her, marred only by the fact that she was still desperately impaired by the poison arrow.
Herrith knew Gavi was looking for magic that could fight back against the king’s
