He had just time to realize they were the sounds of battle - Fighting? Inside Fal Dara? - when three Trollocs came dashing around a corner in front of him. That looked like Padan Fain, she thought incredulously. I have three young men with me, Mother, but none of them is a king, and I doubt very much if any of them even dreams of uniting the world under one ruler. Grace favor you.
I will be the first. mashiara (mah-shee-AH-rah): In the Old Tongue, beloved, but meaning a love that is lost beyond redeeming. The soldiers were looking at him, especially the officer, whose armor was all gold and red and green. If you will excuse - I have heard that some outland lords play music, but I never believed it.
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