But she shook her head again and at last looked at him. There was a … clarity to her face. Those eyes. And it did not falter as she said, “I know who gave you that wound.” Chaol went wholly still. The man who had taken away the mother she so deeply loved; the man who had sent her fleeing across the world. He managed to nod. “The old king,” Yrene breathed, studying the pool again. “He was—he was possessed, too?” The words were hardly more than a whisper, barely audible even to him. “Yes,” he managed to say. “For decades. I—I’m sorry I did not tell you. We’ve deemed that information …
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