05-11-2023, 01:52 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-11-2023, 04:48 PM by Jay Carpenter.
Edit Reason: Fixing the crap words. What I get for not writing sober.
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Gripping her hand, he ducked through the gateway with barely an acknowledgement of the destination. It was only until he was sure the danger was behind them that he awkwardly sheathed the sword he’d snatched on the way. But damn. It was best not to think too much about his own brothers being a danger. To the sword, he had to twist around to plunge the blade back in its sheathe, but like hell was he releasing Nythadri’s hand. He gripped her palm tight even if the ring on her finger dug in fresh.
The wine he accepted and downed all in one gulp, only afterward studying their surroundings and the nobleman who brought it.
Only darkness shows you the light.