The Kiss of Deception — Excerpt from The Last Testaments of Gaudrel

Let it be known,

They stole her,

My little one.

She reached back for me, screaming,

Ama.

She is a young woman now, And this old woman couldn’t stop them.

Let it be known to the gods and generations, They stole from the Remnant.

Harik, the thief, he stole my Morrighan,

Then sold her for a sack of grain, To Aldrid the scavenger.

—The Last Testaments of Gaudrel