it is not bias if it is the truth.suetonius was looking at her again, at the warriorwoman limned in that starlight. beyond what charms might be searched for by a lesser man, he was able to sense a prowess and a spirit bequeathed to long nights in senseless march.
strange to find kindred only when laid low.
we will see what the gods decide. i am not in the habit of disobeying orders.not when they had defined his life entire, not when the final command might wrench open the final gate to peace.
suetonius smiled blankly.
i am a guest in dawnbreak and have pledged my hunting to them after i have healed through their efforts. do me the honor of joining a chase when that time comes, if you have not continued on.the eyes touched with pain and knowing did not smile, only rested upon her own features.
