Duskfire Glacier tri

and the cold melted from her eyes. the queen smiled, stepping aside to reveal tempting daylight at the end of the hallway.

mm, your kind lhhearn so quick! très bien.

she'd walk beside the loup the rest of the way, at a languid pace she expected the other to match. would it not be rude to exit with haste?

oui oui, ee expect much et good bhhond between our group, mademoiselle...?

she looked for a name out the corner of her eye.