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He wanted to believe things were easier for the younger generation, but treacherously suspected he was just getting old.
“The world seldom lives up to its reputation.”
“If we see only what we wish to see,” she was saying, “how can we say we are not blind?”
Knowledge at no price had no meaning.
And Taethan’s death was Heden’s death. The man he had been for three years died in the mud outside the priory. What was left was something older, something almost unrecognizable. A weapon, aimed at the bishop.
