“But it isn’t just… There are others going through. Forileuns. Typilds. Mortiks. Kariks. And… and the rycke.” He whispered the word. “The rycke was there. Watching.” Iorn shot up from his seat as Lyri went stiff. “The rycke is in the fiefdom?” “Yes.” A shiver ran down my spine.
holy shit aury!!
