Adron;
Eren walked into the room and set the bag of corn down on the table. "Maggots got an acre. It'll have to be replanted," he said to no one.
"Adron, where's mam?" he asked me.
"Doing the ridanne you didn't yesterday."
"And Renon?"
"Doing the other ridanne you didn't."
"If you have quarrel with me, then speak."
"You haven't done the ridanne you've been responsible for, you do not speak with the Varlas, you are not reliable in your studies, and you have no merit for this household. I do not see why father even keeps you."
I watched as he left the room and went to his quarters.
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The Eighth Son
FantasyThe eighth son of a seventh son. He isn't supposed to have the power. The seventh son doesn't know why his power is late in coming. But Eren does. He knows why Roden cant use it. Because it was given to him instead. The eighth son. The flaw. The day...
