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Coming back together to the dining room after their discussion, they surprised everyone.

“Ah! Yvan! You are still alive! We were starting to worry...”

The irony in Brakir’s voice was visible.

- My Dear Brakir! I missed you too, you know? I've even heard of the good beating you gave Valloney. It was well deserved. He was too arrogant anyway.

- And you, you are too secretive! What secrets will we still discover? You see, I don't like surprises too much...

Brakir smirked, as the hermit gave him a deep wink.

Everyone greeted Yvan kindly, asking him if he was better. Only Lydar was surprisingly silent. When he got up, almost at the end of the meal, his gaze did not reflect any good.

“Speaking of secrets, Mr. Hermit, I think it's time to reveal the most important. Who are you?”

Yvan frowned upon hearing his question. He didn't like the tone the King of the Elves had taken. He turned to Yrckos who shook his head.