On the Eve of Ruin, the First Disciple Was Entertaining a Novice
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Only when they saw Aethelgard's corpse-strewn fields and Lady Elara's head on the Crimson Covenant's gates did they believe me.
They turned on Seraphina, voices raw. "You said Caden was jealous! You made us celebrate Lysander's birthday! How could this happen?"
Seraphina trembled.
Last life, when the Covenant attacked, Seraphina had led our best mages to celebrate novice Lysander's birthday. I'd raced back to help repel the attack—but too late for Lysander. The cultists tortured him to death, dismembered him, and hung his remains on their gates.





