Varrell and Taeril had spent many evenings together trawling through her father’s journals, she grew stronger with each passing entry and as time went on, they were able to get through larger sections of Redren Viakast’s journal. A lot of it told of his adventures and often were laced with his love for his daughter. He wrote how he did everything for her, wanting her world to be a safer place. One evening when they sat with a bottle of wine to share whilst reading beside the fire, the journals took a darker turn.
There are some things I am scared to tell my daughter,” Varrell stopped reading and frowned, she looked to Taeril and he looked intrigued holding his goblet of wine in his hand he waited and she continued, “I have tried hard to keep my theories from my daughter, if I fail in expo
