Chapter 43 THE PROMISE OF TOMORROW

Kael burst into the room, not wielding his cane, but carrying a massive bundle of maps. He was still limping, but the energy radiating from him bore no trace of the dying man in the infirmary.

​"Ragnar," Kael said, tossing the maps onto the breakfast table, scattering the silverware. "If it's a boy,...

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