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The boy ran, ran as quickly as he could down one of the narrow alleys that zigzagged like wounds through the city of Ayenee. The brickwork was patched and stained with repairs and dark blotches that one could only guess at, and here and there, broken, cracking wooden doors sat back in the walls. A stray ginger cat hissed as the boy raced past, batting out an angry paw, but the alley's intruder didn't even notice. Tears streamed down the boy's face as he ran, blurring his vision, and he inhaled sharply, a pale, frail-looking hand snapping up to briskly wipe them away. The hand came away streaked with silver. He stared at it as he ran, and he

'You're going to tell me, aren't you.' It wasn't a question. In fact, it was as close to a polite command as you could get. Achilles smiled at Veralin's stubborn concern about Traxus as he used a fork to pick at some vegetables on the plate set with the inn's logo. 'I don't know if I should. He'll be very angry if he finds out I've been telling you secrets of his past.' Veralin switched tactics. 'Oh, but you know I won't tell him you told me! And I'm so worried about him! All he's done for the past two days is keep himself locked in his room with not a word to anyone, and you say this is normal? ' Achilles sighed, the smile fading from hi