Arrow Lake and i found her with some other lover

thorn’s efforts at last bore fruit; before him stood the centurion, no doubt informed of his company by the fickle wind. a guilty smile played his lips — for he had indeed been looking for her. 

slowing his gait so that their strides matched, the dark tessarius apprised ruenna’s condition and then remarked: it’s been a while- it seems diaspora is a good fit for you. how have you liked things? in part thorn regretted thieving her from the creek only to leave her to her own devices — but he knew ruenna to be far stronger than her slight figure suggested, and knew she had managed thus far without much aid from him.