“You and your sister were kept from each other for a purpose—” “Where is she?” Nail’s heart raced, mind suddenly spinning with confusion. “Listen, boy.” Hawkwood gripped his arm. “Your mother is dead. I wish it were otherwise. They will say she was Cassietta Raybourne, the younger sister of King Torrence Raybourne of Wyn Darrè . . . and Shawcroft your uncle. They will say you are from Wyn Darrè. That Raybourne blood flows in your veins, mixed with . . .” “Who will say?” Nail demanded through gritted teeth. Hawkwood’s eyes were glazing over quickly. “They will say your father is King Aevrett
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