Lion Head Mesa the darkest side of me

she was hardly sure how they could pretend at anything at all with that display which had gone on, but eivor nodded all the same. her stomach wanted the food, and while she understood that subterfuge and poison were time-honored practices among nobility, she simply did not see how sickening potential allies was the purview of a kingdom.

she tasted the raspberries first and then the mutton, sinking back against the sheepskin as she took the words to heart.

and when their own visitor made his debut, he would find nothing amiss, only eivor in the throes of a joke, hoping to coax akavir into a meal of his own.

for show, the steel eyes said. they would be alone before long, she hoped.