Chapter 30

HE WENT steadily south, with no real purpose to his course besides the nebulous awareness that it was the opposite direction of the Dominion. And that it would take him away from Calder.

Except he no longer felt comfortable calling him that. It seemed... improper. It wasn't his name, it was stolen, and perhaps it was silly, but Dallin had a problem with a stolen surname. A given name was just that--given--with only a small history attached, if it was inherited, and in more cases than not, no history at all besides the fact that someone's mother and father had liked the sound of it in conjunction with the surname. But a surname *was* history, inherited by son after son after son, all the way back to the Clans, and using one that didn't belong to you just seemed wrong.