"That's how I recognized you, Elphyn. You are identical to the pictures of you from over 600 years ago." Faluel said.
"Please, call me Solus. The name Elphyn means nothing to me. Can I see those paintings? Even if I recover no new memory, I would still love to have a portrait of my mother."
"I can try and borrow them for a while." Faluel replied. "It's not safe bringing either of you to my mother's castle. Silverwing may be wrong about your relationship, but every one of Menadion's friends would react the same way she did.
"The tower half technically makes Solus a slave and even as Elphyn she lacked the malice necessary to overpower someone as shrewd as Lith. No offense."
"None taken." Lith said. "By the way, how was your vacation and how are you doing with the Hands?"
