“I still don’t know what the writing means. The engraving is in Old Fae. The one on the right with the abalone inlay in the hilt says Erromar. The one on the left with the ivory inlay says Selanir.” Fisher angled his head, frowning as he read the inscriptions on both swords. He nodded, smiling softly. “Erromar means mercy,” he said, in a reverent voice. “Selanir means honor
