Eight: Trial-1

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Eight: Trial“Did you release the flame of Eldr?” Drottinn Bendick questioned, leaning almost completely over the crescent table. “I…” “Speak, boy, did you or did you not produce the flame of Eldr as Master Jadis has reported?” “I don't know what the Eldr flame is, Drottinn Bendick.” The old man stood quickly extending his arm and pointing a long rigid finger at young High-Stone. “Don't you lie to me! Not even for one moment think that you can keep the truth from me or I'll hang your body from the tallest tower and let the ravens peck at your flesh and have you for their supper. Not one member, not one member of this Council can produce the flame of Eldr in the manner that you had. Some of us have sat on this Council for over a century! A century! We are the greatest Seidr ever to be pr

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