Epigraph
Dear Mother,
I found Ryot sneaking into the priests’ sacred library again, for the third time this month.
That boy would choose a book over breakfast, I swear it.
Like every mother, I fear the day the gods might call him to become Altor.
Who would wish that life on their child?
A path paved in war, shadowed by death, starved of love.
If the summons ever comes, the only thing Ryot will miss more than his sisters is his books.
With all my love,
Calisandra
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