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Lincoln
The cavern turns silent. All eyes lock on me and Myla. My people love a good battle and this will be a major fight, even if swords aren’t involved.
“Greetings, everyone,” I begin.
“Now, Lincoln,” says Aldred. “There’s no need to grandstand.”
I round on Aldred. “I will speak my mind now. During that time, here’s what you’ll do: Step away.” I pack all the malice in the after-realms into those last two words. Rage careens off me and runs straight into Aldred.
The earl shuffles backward.
As I suspected he would. After all, I’ve seen Aldred’s soul. At the end of all things, he’s a coward.
I return my focus to the crowd. “My fiancée and I are here today for the Trials of Acca. This event has two official goals.” As I go through each point, I raise a finger. “One. Show that Myl
