True fear turned his father’s face ashen. And out of the corner of his eye, Ruhn saw Bryce’s star begin to glow. A serene peace bloomed in him. I always assumed the Oracle’s prophecy meant that I would die. He let his kernel of starlight flicker down the blade, an answer to Bryce’s beckoning blaze. One last time. But I am going to live, he said to his father. And I am going to live well—without you. Even Morven’s shadows weren’t fast enough as Ruhn whipped the Starsword through the air again. And sliced clean through his father’s neck.
