“I nearly forgot. Last night, I could not put my finger on it, but you reminded me greatly of a man in the Troivackian court. He was originally from Daxaria, and I wondered if there was any relation. His name is Aidan Helmer. Bright red hair, though turning quite silver, black eyes, about your height?” Fin felt as though he were about to be sick but managed to turn his chin and shake his head loosely. “I am afraid not, my lord.” “Pity.”
