Raegar watched John get closer while speaking. ''Yet when I look upon you, I see the very shadow of Raethor Blackwood. He carved our lineage in blood and steel, brandishing the Twin Shade Daggers only to lose them in his final stand against a northern Gate eons past.''
He noticed the older man's eyes glowed with pride, and knowing as he concluded. ''But mark my words: of all the Blackwoods who've walked this earth before you, I believe it's you who'll reclaim those lost heirlooms and take our family to new heights.''
''John!'' Agatha exclaimed with a shocked expression. ''Do you mean Raeger is the one who the stories mention?''
The older man nodded, took out a book, and handed it over. ''Take this, my boy, return it when you come visit in the summer, but make sure to learn about our history.''
Raegar glanced at the title, only to smile. ''The History of the Blackwood Family: A Tale of Blood and Monsters,'' he muttered.
