Blackfeather Woods the good, the bad, the crazy

He followed along in casual silence, like he often did, and melted into the background of their hubbub for the most part. Ramsay went unnoticed compared to his siblings like this often, it seemed, and it was to his advantage that he did; although, when he was alone or in the company of strangers, he often got the spotlight, but not because he wanted it. He rather liked to stay in the back, quietly thinking away, where no one could read his face.

So he spoke up only to say, "yes," in agreement with Euron. They would all go. There was no Ramsay without Maegi and Euron, just as he naively imagined there was no Maegi or Euron without him; they were a trio and they went together as a trio. That there might be any other option was simply ludicrous. He peered around at them as Maegi went about her business of patching Cicero up, and at length he quietly asked, "how far?"

He had reason to, one day, want to find Blackfeather Woods again, if this mentor of Cicero's did not plan to take them back here himself.