The Fifth Vertex (The Sigilord Chronicles) - Plot & Excerpts
Again his thoughts returned to home—if there even was a home—and his missing uncle. But how much of a home could it be now, anyway? He'd been branded to be shunned by everyone in Kest, only grudgingly fed and clothed like a prisoner. Despite the crowd of soldiers in the room, his best friend standing nearby, and his newfound companions, he felt truly alone. Even at his lowest point, standing on the palace rooftop, looking down at the escape death might bring, he'd still had Aegaz and a city he loved, even if that city thought nothing of him in return. A hand waving in front of his face brought him out of his reflection. "We need to treat your wounds, sir," said the soldier, still mostly in his nightclothes. Why would he call me sir? Urus thought. "I'm fine." Urus dismissed the offer with a wave of his hand. "The Knight Marshall insists," he replied. "I said I don't need any help," Urus said, straightening. Sitting up sent pain shooting through his chest, radiating out through his broken ribs.
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