Swiftcurrent Creek you aren't the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl

He chuckled—the lure of her words implying far more, and yet it was safe to say Akavir would keep them to the task at hand. If he were to truly see something form before them—it had to be different than before—of the ways he had initiated his relationships.

All of them, it seemed.

She would also prove to make such a feat extremely complicated.