This chapter is dedicated to Jayah_Bookworm. Jayah, your support in August with gifts and Golden Tickets was staggering. (I'm sorry I couldn't do this sooner. I had already written the material this far.) Thank you for being willing to give so much to my story and characters! I'm humbled. I hope you enjoy this:
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RETH
The early dawn light filtered through the trees of the WildWood. Reth's breath made a cloud in the air and in places the grass crunched beneath his feet. Winter was coming—another reason to move the people towards peace quickly. None of them wanted to be out in combat, or guarding their homes when the snows came.
When he entered the clearing, the air was hushed, despite the massive crowds.
