Boartusk Heights aquí estoy, tierra de muerte

closer, closer.

so close, he could reach to touch her if he wanted.

but he didn't.

did he?

he begins to growl in protest, but the sound dies quickly. only when she speaks the name of this sacred place. 

la muerte.

it is all he understands. 

huffing loudly, he gives her cheek a manly shove with his nose, turning her attention to the palace beyond. 

here, he says. la muerte is here.

and then his eyes fall on her again, mesmerized in a way that is almost concerning.