Iarion cut her off. “I do not have one at all.”
“But that is not possible.” Lord Telariras’s voice was gentle, but firm. “You must be mistaken.”
Iarion raised his chin. “I was born during the Age of Shadow.”
Alfiabalas took an involuntary step backward. The Age of Shadow! “You have walked Lasniniar for over three thousand years?” he asked in a choked voice.
At most, a Shadow Elf might expect to live up to two thousand years, perhaps a bit longer if their life’s purpose had not been fulfilled. Only the Quenya could communicate that purpose. And if Iarion had no connection to it…
Iarion nodded as he read Alfiabalas’s shocked expression.
“Then you cannot die!” Alfiabalas blurted before he could stop himself.
Iarion could be killed, of course. But with no way to know what his purpose wa
