Chapter 15 Excerpt
It was late when a light knock sounded at Haethin's front door. The man groaned and walked with heavy footsteps to the door. What greeted him when he opened it nearly caused him to loosen a curse, but he just barely stopped himself.
"What is all this?" he demanded, swinging the door completely open. Surrounding his tree were countless Liraiphes of all ethnicities. Standing almost as tall as the tree was Falran himself. The young man looked fully distraught. He clutched two tiny children close to his heart and would not make eye contact with anyone.











