It was likely always going to end this way, Rohan thought as he faced off against King Thalanil Ravenspar. Almost all his life he had imagined what it would be like to confront the man who had killed his parents. He’d pictured them meeting on the battlefield or maybe on Twilgate Cliffs where his parents had fallen. He’d imagined being filled with a righteous anger and a burning hatred. He would slay the Fae who had taken his parents’ lives. He would gain justice for them. He would destroy the duplicitous Fae king who had tricked his parents into death.

That was how it was supposed to be.