They were all fiercely beautiful in the same sort of way, givingTristan the impression that they might be sisters. They stared at her in awe. Is it so difficult to imagine that the Darkling could do such a thing?Before he went with Xanthus, Tristan wisely deduce “I am here,” she said silently.
Tristan nodded. As the crippled wizard hovered in his wooden chair just above the rushing water, there was desperation in his eyes. If the fates allowed, he mightbecome a father, as well. His face was spared.
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