“Balorn killed him and my mother,” Renwick said as Rua took a jagged breath. “They were trying to run away from my father. Balorn . . . stopped them.” “And you weren’t running with them?” Rua murmured to keep her voice from wobbling. “I was already called the Witchslayer by then,” Renwick said. “I don’t think they would have wanted me to come.” Tears threatened to spring from Rua’s eyes at that admission. His own mother had left him behind. He knew what it felt like to be unwanted. She knew that pain herself, but she felt it so much keener coming from him. “We both know what it means to lose a
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