He’s taller than Dain but shorter than Xaden, with a muscular build and strong chin, and though his sandy-brown hair is shorter than the last time I saw him, I’d recognize those features, those eyes, anywhere. “Cam?” What the hell is he doing here? His green eyes flare with surprise, then blink with recognition. “Aaric…Graycastle.” His middle name I recognize, but the last? “Did you just make that up?” I whisper at him. “Because it’s awful.” “Aaric. Graycastle,” he repeats, his jaw flexing. He lifts his chin with the same arrogance I’ve seen in every single one of his brothers and especially
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His EYES are his defining feature, which look like his father’s and brother’s.
