Do we meet again? Or part ways?

hén said this, and I reacted. I immediately chimed in, "Isn't this the story of Làn Kērén Is this story true"He smirked. "Of course it's true, otherwise why would such stories be passed down through...when thorns are like clothing and blood and tears are their sustenance.He let out a low sigh, and I slept soundly in a soft place. Had he put me in the Witch King's palaceI was too tired to open my ey...