White Prodigal

The path spred before Kavan, to undo an ancient wrong and cleanse away the primordial evil seething at the heart of Enesfel, at the heart of an Teren-Elyi conflict that had boiled for centuries, meant going back. Going home. Facing the pain he had tried to forget. Facing the adoration the healing of his hands would certainly generate. Facing Princess Diona again. He did not feel ready. He did not want to go. But Kórahm had bid it, and Kavan knew there was no thwarting destiny. Unsure of what awa