Lun turned to shoot me a puzzled look. My heart pinched in my chest. My brother looked so much like Mother. He had her bright-green eyes and joyful disposition, while I took after our father, a huge block of a man, all hard angles and thick muscle. Those eyes now asked a million questions. Yet he voiced not a one of them, unwilling to show our enemies any sign of division or weakness. Pride swelled my chest. He was a good prince and an even better brother. It was a blade to my heart to disappoint him. He had been excited to be the Varool to marry and seal the official peace treaty. I would
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