Lone Star Mountain You think you know witches from stories and such,

a smile, something rare for the man. "ironic indeed." in his land, they might have said to be cursed by one god but favored by another caused such odd luck to occur. but he did not think the woman believed in any gods, or by now she might have mentioned them.

"i will be your guardian, célnes. it is clear that your loyalty is toward those born with you. this is a fine thing," germanicus rumbled, wondering if he was ill-bred to feel nothing for his own. "i ask only that you tell me before i am no longer needed."