"Melix is my mother," Elowen said.
Grey's lips pursed. "Your mother?"
He looked back at the notification as though it might suddenly make more sense if he stared hard enough. So he had been fighting on behalf of the Holy Empire just now? Why? For what purpose?
Why would an Instance meant to bring the Empires together and have their youth fight on their behalf appear in the exact place that could have sunk the Empire otherwise?
Was that the point? Were they trying to hold some sort of culling to shrink the radius of protection against the Dark Kin or something?
"Can you let us down now?" Mauve asked.
Grey looked at her, then at Elowen, and for once decided not to make the obvious joke. He shifted Brad more securely over his shoulder, set the two women down, then finally took a proper look around.
His eyes narrowed. Everyone was here.
