Chapter 119

Talia pushed on through the misty marshlands, mulling over her concerns about Leonard. She knew that beneath his aged, contemplative exterior still lurked the impassioned warrior who had battled relentlessly against the crusaders so long ago. Though wisdom had tempered his zeal over the harsh years, the old fires yet simmered in his heart.

If she was not careful, Talia feared her talk of renewing the Torchbearers and inspiring a new generation could reawaken that crusading fervor in Leonard. While noble in purpose, such unchecked righteousness could prove as destructive as the fanaticism they opposed.

As the murk parted before her, Talia spied a young girl kneeling by the gnarled roots of a cypress tree. Her plain robes marked her as one of the Beaconites, a reclusive order devoted to spiritual enlightenment. What was she doing out here alone?

Approaching, Talia saw the girl was tending to an injured wolf, gentle hands bandaging its foreleg. The savage beast made no move to harm her
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