Mirror, mirror in my abyss, who is truly the Darkest Fae in our midst? Renaud may taste my blood on his lips, but I have his son's blood on my hands. The time for secrets is coming to a close. We must both step onto another killing field-far from Everenne-but fields soaked in lies turn into mines to destroy us all. Perhaps resistance is futile. . .I have never heard of a halfling who repudiated a bond of a High...