Chaghan folded his arms across his chest. “No, Altan named his successor before we left for Golyn Niis.” Rin jerked her head up. That was news. “Who?” Chaghan looked like he couldn’t believe she had asked. “It’s you,” he said, as if it were obvious. Rin felt like he had punched her in the solar plexus. Altan had named her as his successor. Entrusted his legacy to her. He had written and signed the order in blood before they had even left Khurdalain.
