“My brother didn’t.” I go still. “So Pestilence is still alive?” War nods. “Do you want to know what happened to him?” he asks. “What really happened?” “How he was stopped, you mean?” I say. War’s fingers move to my scar, tracing the symbol. “It wasn’t violence that got him in the end. It was love.” I don’t breathe. “My brother fell in love with a human woman, and he gave up his divine mission to be with her. Which is exactly what my horseman seems to be doing. I try to keep my voice steady. “What happened to him?” What will happen to you? “He and his wife live—they have children too,” War
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