Lion Head Mesa cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride

no, surely not! she bit her cheek to halt some sort of mad sounding laughter. that was the last thing anybody needed to hear from her right now.

had the roman intentionally sent a son to her? did this boy know who she was and the things she had woven with his father?

you have left behind mereo. she noted with a contemplative look over him. did you complete a soldier's training there? or are you seeking something else? something shinier than the canyon.