“What happened, then?” “That is not for me to tell you. I love that boy like a son,” he said, and I almost smiled at the thought of Lorian as a boy. “And yet, I’m not blind to his faults. His temper is as bad as yours. Only, when he rages, people die. But of all the accusations you can level at Lorian—and I’m sure there are many—you can’t accuse him of indiscriminate murder. Ask yourself what reason Lorian would have had to attack Crawyth. And then ask yourself if, after everything you’ve seen from him, after everything you’ve learned, it seems like something he would do.”
