“You might find it interesting that I’ve learned some information regarding the Shadowsinger of Night.” Eris began praying to every major deity he could think of, anything that might protect his mate once he was killed. “You see, it’s been reported that the bat has been lingering around Autumn, specifically you.” Every muscle in Eris screamed at him to run, to find Azriel and flee the continent far, far away from where Beron’s eyes might ever see him. “Sources even claim that the Shadowsinger is your mate.”
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