“What do you mean?” Caldrice asked, pursing his lips.


    She’s right. Was all that resounded through the void of his mind.


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    “How did you know my parents?” Caldrice asked, his brow quirking.


    “She was bound to the Midland line, claiming stewardship over the natural forests and heartland of Paelmun.”


    “Well, as I said, he is a bit eccentric.” The Guardian sighed, “A bit too eccentric for his own good.”


    Delarin shook his head, “That was one thing he specifically told me not to tell you.”