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Daeron shot to his feet when he heard the thumping gallop of the horses approaching the camp. "They're back!" he called, running already. Wraith followed, her stomach twisting as she counted the riders—too few, too battered... and Gwayne nowhere to be seen among them. "Where's my uncle...?" Daeron asked, panic creeping into his voice as he came to the same realization. Wraith's jaw tightened.





















