You're alive. How... unfortunate. -- Luna
Earl Valiant Stormwight Hallowfine Whitekeep was in the best place in his world. Respected by his Barons, absolute authority in his realm, and everyone in his power obeyed his every word. Everyone in his castle bent to his whims. His favoured son was just like him, even if the boy did run off to take the Grand Tour without Valiant's express permission.
The situation was still controllable. He had mercenaries on the case to track Spitebane down and bring the boy back alive and whole.
Valiant needed his chosen heir by his side. It was of vital import to the realm. A state secret that could mean life and death for the entire world. A secret only he knew, and dared not write nor speak aloud. A secret best kept secure inside his own head.
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