Swiftcurrent Creek violet curse

Arric headed towards the borders. A grave look on his face. Arlette had told him of what had transpired. And Etienne had confirmed. He can't say that his regard for the young man Shardik or Swordfish or whatever the hell his name was, was a high regard. He had impregnated a young woman. Left her to deal with her family's wrath and now he returned expecting mercy and the right to see them all. Not to mention the young man had once been part of the creek If memory served and left just like fucking Lestan.

But this had been a wish of Suzu he had surmised so he had no say in it. He stared at them. You called?

He stood a little harder than usual. But not overtly threatening.