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Kest drank more of his soup. “I see.”
“This belongs to you.” Kest tugged on the chain around his neck, and a gold ring slid from beneath the blankets. “They sent it with no ransom note.” Kest frowned at Tal’s signet ring, running his thumb along the line of the family’s crest. The emerald, denoting Tal’s birth month, shone in the low light. “We knew we had to find you quickly. The messages you sent helped.” “You got them?” “Yes. Mother was frantic when the first one arrived written in blood. The tar was a better idea.” Tal grimaced. “Sorry.”

