“Oh. I was in the palace. Madra’s captain was trying to kill me. I… stopped his dagger somehow and grabbed hold of a sword. Then the floor turned to molten silver. A big pool of it. And… something came out of it.” “Something? Or someone?” “A man,” I whispered. But Everlayne shook her head. “A male. He came because the sword called to him…” She trailed off, throwing her hands in the air. “Gods, I still don’t know your name. Unless you don’t have a name.”
