Unir and… oh, gods. Two forms stood with him. All of them dressed in the same hooded garbs. I turned toward a woman with bright green eyes, her gaze boring into mine. The witch. She had helped me. “They will taint your bloodline.” The world is hot and bright and screaming new where they are. “They will make it anew.” A baby wailed, and I watched Unir wrap a newborn in a soft blanket, a tiny little girl with silver hair.
