A/N: I regret to say that this will be the last update to Terimar Right Or Wrongwhich I will make here. I have recently discovered that my work has been plagiarized, and published as someone else’s own. This person claims to have written all the Faean novels as well as Starchaser, Harper of Glory Forerunning, and several of my poems and other novels. Though I have contacted the publishers in question and informed them of the plagiarism, I do not wish to have my work stolen anymore.

I have had a wonderful time at FictionPress, and appreciate all the reviews. If you have any questions, and especially if you are a regular reviewer of my work, you may contact me at the e-mail address in the profile.

My thanks,

Limyaael.

Chapter 2

The Terasma Heir

"Of course you can’t have just one Heir to something. You have to have multiple ones, so they can fight it out."

-Attributed to the Dark’s Lord, Carleon.

"You should rest, Herrylana."

Herrylana ignored the concerned voice at her side. Nella always sounded concerned, and nothing ever came of it. She wasn’t a strong enough Crop mage to force her will on anyone else. Herrylana carefully rotated the stones on top of each other and stepped back to study the growing wall, then nodded in satisfaction.

"You should rest."

Herrylana glared idly at Nella. "Don’t you have anything better to do than torment those who are doing useful work?"