Endric nodded. “And how did I take it from him?”
Her eyes widened.
He smiled again. “Yes. The Denraen have a tradition that if you defeat the general—”
“No.”
Endric chuckled. “While it was not a formal challenge, it was enlightening, regardless. It’s the reason I asked you to return to Vasha. You see, I’m getting older. And there’s a limit to how long the Denraen can be served by a single general. My father knew it, and he found a way to leave but still made certain he could serve, joining the Conclave in full. Now, after everything that we’ve gone through, I think it is my time to end my service to the Denraen.”
Roelle shook her head. “Endric, I—”
Endric raised his hand. “You are a skilled soldier, Roelle, but more than that, you are a leader. The world needs someone with your skills.”
He stepped closer to her, and she realized then just how tall he was. Why hadn’t she noticed it before?
“Have you wondered what you would be, and what you could do, now that the war seems over? You have wondered how you could serve. I offer you this—assume control of the Denraen. I will provide guidance, but the command will be yours. In time, you will be called to serve the Conclave, as I and my father before me were called.”
She couldn’t move. She didn’t even dare to breathe. “The Denraen wouldn’t follow me. I’m a Mage.”
“Are you? Didn’t you tell me that you aren’t a Mage, not anymore? And I think you’re mistaken if you think the men won’t follow you. You’ve gained the trust of your Magi. I think trying to lead the Denraen will be much easier.”
She looked back at the Magi, shaking her head. “I can’t abandon them.” The two dozen Magi who remained were her responsibility now.
“Of course you can’t. I would ask that they serve, as well. You will need a Raen. Pendin will serve for a while longer, but I think he is ready to retire. Beyond that, you will need others you trust. They could come from the ranks of the Denraen, or they could come from your Magi. Regardless, it will be your decision.”
“Endric—”
“The Magi were soldiers before they were priests. You have returned the Magi to their foundation.”
Roelle looked around her. The palace high overhead had once been home, but she couldn’t imagine remaining within the walls of the palace, trying to find her place among the Magi again. Could the barracks be home for her? Could she lead?
As she surveyed the barracks yard, she noted all of the Denraen within the yard watching her and Endric. How many had been alerted of their sparring session? How many had Endric intentionally placed so that she would have little choice but to accept? Knowing him, and knowing the way that he planned, she suspected he had intended much of this.
She took a deep breath. What would Alriyn think?
Already a generation of Magi had been lost. Three-quarters of those she’d taken with her had died, and the rest were soldiers now, not Magi.
At least this way they would remain within Vasha. They could still serve, though differently than any Mage had served in centuries.
She had returned to Vasha not knowing what she was going to do. Endric offered her a way to serve, and it was one that felt fitting to her. Why shouldn’t she accept this offer?
“If I do this, I will need your assistance.”
Endric smiled. “You won’t need it nearly as much as you think that you will.”
“I will need your assistance,” she said again.
Endric smiled. “Does this mean that you accept?”
“I…” She looked around, glancing from Selton to the rest of the Magi warriors standing with him. The answer was there, right before her. What else could she do other than find a way to serve?
She looked back at Endric to find him watching her. Roelle took a deep breath and nodded. “I will serve.”
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