Lion Head Mesa arrow

you are a strong, skilled man.

it was not flattery in her voice, but honesty.

reyson had not been the gift she had been hoping for from germanicus. while the man was not to her taste in many ways, she supposed he was honorable at least. loyal. dutiful.

i once lived among the other side of the mountain, for a short while. a time that hardly mattered now. a stint, far behind her. i was wild, reyson. her voice had become hot, a heavy look at the land.