Morningside Cuesta ouska

Etienne followed behind. He wavered between gross anger and crushing guilt. And he really really wanted to do terrible god awful things to Glaukos. But there was a small part of him. That was angry that Heda and Druid were not like his auntie and his mama.

They were softer, quieter. They didn't know their worth and that rankled. In his opinion. Every woman should know their worth. He was stopped short by Anselm stopping in place. He blinked. And looked around him. Bitter taste filling his mouth. Heda looked so bedraggled.