LOREN
Rexanna didn’t know. She just thought so, and that wasn’t assurance enough for Loren. Still, LongNight was almost upon them, and he couldn’t exactly worry about his cousin’s apparently imminent return until after the dark week. That was assuming he survived of course. ”Thanks for the warning.” However, then the blue-eyed woman kept talking. As she revealed more and more information, the summoner’s eyes narrowed. ”What commodity? You saw mountains, snow, and ice? How? Where is this portal? And how’d you know to ask The Voice all this anyway?” It seemed like a weird coincidence, one he didn’t quite believe. The gods, even the new one, didn’t give anything away for free, not even information. At least they didn’t in his experience.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
