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Yes, we are, Verx agreed fervently, giving her a grateful stare. It was good to feel at home again, even so far away from Trigeda. He'd never be able to return there anyway, so this was the best he'd get. He'd take it.

And then she dropped a bombshell on him.

The brute turned his widened eyes toward Blodreina, giving a slow, absent nod as she spoke. Wow, that's. . . How would that work, anyway? Hadn't he heard through the grapevine that Ajatar had taken over as Heda? Were there other fos goufas? Could Praimfaya be a true fos goufa, given her mother was natrona?

So many questions, and yet he felt no need to ask them. What an honor, Vercingetorix finally said, looking down at the fierce girl. I'm sure you know that, though. Your mother is a great teacher for you. In normal circumstances, she would make a fine heiress. But in normal circumstances. . .

Shouldn't she be taken away? his silent stare queried, eyes once more on the elder of the two women. He just didn't see how this could work. And it seemed cruel to fill a child's head with fairy tales, of things that would never come to pass.