49: Farewells
“No! It isn’t fair!” Duchess Muirgel wails. “After so much time of mourning and longing, our son, our only son, is finally restored to us, and now they want to send him away to face CERTAIN DOOM?!” “Um…Mother…please….” Rhys says, trying ineffectually to escape the Duchess’s iron grip. He could struggle harder, but he doesn’t want to hurt her. “I’m sure it’s not as bad as all that. The whole group I’ve been training with is going—” “I won’t have it! This is all just a plot by your father’s rivals to take away the heir of the Duchy of Wisteria once and for all! They’ve got the Queen fooled. This nonsense about the Terror of Blackened Name is just folklore—” “But it’s not. Saoirse and Bergljot have shown me—” “A unicorn and a mage that powerful can conjure anything to make you believe wha
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