Chapter 29

• It felt like a lengthy wait to see her finally free the entirety of his once treasured blade. He watched her as she carefully peeled the rotting pieces of the scabbard from the blade. As more of the steel was revealed to him, he took a shaky breath; it was intact. However tarnished and neglected, the whole of it was in her hands, from pommel to point. The etching on the blade still resembled that of the tattoo on his arm. “I am astounded at this moment.”
• Randy placed the filthy weapon across her knees. “It’s incredible, Jareth.”
• “Indeed. Once it was believed the skill of man lay in the quality of his weapon.” He shrugged. “I assured the quality was unlike any other.”