Chapter Two-Hundred-and-Twenty-Four
When Adam stopped in front of Thea’s stall, she looked at his backpack and said, “What a strange weapon you’ve brought.”
Adam looked from the beetle and to his bag, opening it onto her counter so she could reach in and grab whatever had caught her eye.
She pulled out the broken blade they’d found in Alisé’s grave.
< < Secret Relic > >
< The Broken Blade (Common) — Alisé was a brave young woman. Mallo the blacksmith recognised her skill with the blade and gifted her this sword. But alas, she met her match when she challenged the Forlorn Prince, and now the erstwhile hero’s sword lies in ruin along with the peace she was trying to defend >
“Can you fix it?” Adam asked, his pulse quickening.
Thea turned the pieces over in her beetle hands, humming contemplatively.
“I need a special kind of flame for this,” she said.
Damn…