The Athor looked him up and down curiously. “Tell me, Torc, prince: in the chamber of mirrors—what did you see?” 
Torc considered. “I saw myself multiplied to the power of infinity, stretching in all directions, line upon line of me, going forever.” 
At last a fleeting flash in the golden eyes. Of triumph? Or relief?

The Athor looked him up and down curiously. “Tell me, Torc, prince: in the chamber of mirrors—what did you see?” Torc considered. “I saw myself multiplied to the power of infinity, stretching in all directions, line upon line of me, going forever.” At last a fleeting flash in the golden eyes. Of triumph? Or relief?

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The Atheling - Chapter 13

The Atheling - Chapter 13