All along the ride back to Royalsport, Devin could feel the eyes of Rodry and the others on him. They might not know for sure what he was, but they had seen a glimpse of what he could do now, and there was awe there, maybe even a bit of fear. Devin didnt know whether to be flattered by the hint of respect in those gazes, or worried about peoples reactions once more found out about him.

Magic wasnt something for the likes of him, after all. It was something for strange men and women who walked out of the wild places, for herbalists and seers, and for men like Master Grey. None of that sounded like Devin to his ears.

Eventually, the city came into sight. Devin was grateful that it gave him the chance to get back home, or at least to the House of Weapons. He understood steel in a way that he could never understand what had happened out there in Clearwater Deep.

Do you have any clothes other than those? Rodry asked, out of nowhere, as they got close to the city.

Other clothes? Devin said. I dont understand.

Well, you cant come to the feast looking like that, can you? Rodry said. Halfin, youre about the same size as him, maybe you could lend him something.

Wait, Devin said. You want me to come to the feast? The feast for your sisters wedding?

Of course, Rodry said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Youve fought beside me, youve done more to help than either of my brothers could have, and youre going to make the most perfect gift for me to give to my sister. Its only right that you should come. Dont think that I abandon my friends, Devin!

He seemed to have declared them friends just like that. Devin had to admit that he liked Rodry, admired his bravery and his strength. He felt honored that a prince would think of him as a friend, even if it was as sudden and impulsive a decision as everything else he did.

I would be honored to attend, Devin said. The outer feast is

Not the outer feast, Rodry said. Youd have been able to walk into that anyway. Youre coming to the inner feasting, and thats an end to it.

Even having known him such a short time, Devin knew better than to argue. He saw Sir Twell shrug.

His highness is like that, the knight said, moving his horse closer. When a man shows courage and honor, hes a true friend to them. Besides, youre worthy enough.

The other two knights nodded. It seemed that it was settled: Devin was going to the feast.

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