Nova Peak τ

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his brow knit, but not in the thunderhead way of before, when the saatsine wolves had fled to their mountain. even now they inhabited the valley, inviting those wild warriors far too close. ah!

the sorceress was another thing entire.

skorpa remembered how ayovi's skin and muscle had given way beneath his teeth, and sickness leapt where anger should have been.

but he could not be angry, not when she had sought a witch's blessing in the way of any danewife.

skorpa exhaled.

"så talte guderne til dig gennem aspa," bearsword decided. "du ser, hvad de tog. hvis guderne har valgt dig, så kan din vej have flere udfordringer." his kiss nestled between her ears. "og mere belønning."

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