Stone Circle revenio

The sin is her’s, another lapse in judgment to seat herself near instead of honoring his privacy. And he looks like a man with plenty of that- honor.

But mostly…he looks lonely. Like it’s an ancient trait; a lifetime spent outrunning demons in seclusion, and another yet to follow. And even as he raises his eyes, inlaid with a deep gold that must have shown furiously once, he is afflicted.

And she cannot help to ask why.

“The valley has a lot to say about you,” she admits, though he tolerates her questions. She hardly needs to preface. His void-eyes tell her as much.

“I hear you’ve a mate, a Star of the Riverclan… Your son is healed. Your debt to Gunnar- is it not paid?”

“Yet, you remain. Why, Germanicus?”

Instead of running to something- was he running from it?