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"You did what you had to do," Kaelen replied. "The curse would have spread."

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"No," Alistair said, and he dropped to one knee. "I did what was easy. I believed the lie because the truth was too hard. I am not worthy of this light." He drew Dawnbreaker and offered it, hilt first, to Kaelen. "It was always meant for you. To purge the curse. But also... to be wielded by someone who understands that darkness is not the enemy. It is a tool. Like fire. Like shadow. Take it." "You did what you had to do," Kaelen replied

Kaelen closed his eyes. He saw Lyra’s face—the way she used to laugh at his dark jokes, the way she trusted him when no one else did. He still had the arrowhead she gave him as a token of their bond, though he had blackened it with shadow to hide its shine. "I did what was easy

"They won’t come," the scout spat bitterly. "Ser Alistair said it’s ‘below their concern.’ He said Lyra should have known better than to delve old tombs. He’s... he’s different now. Arrogant. So I came to the monster. At least monsters are honest."

Kaelen sat alone in a cave of black obsidian, a hundred miles from the nearest town. His skin was the color of ash, crisscrossed with veins of pulsing violet light—the mark of the Rift-Curse he had absorbed to save them. He hadn’t turned traitor. He had volunteered. The Lich King’s final curse was a death-spell that would have turned the Radiant Five into mindless ghouls. Kaelen, a master of death magic, had stepped into the path of the curse and redirected it into himself.