King Elk Forest good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter

He was weary, too, but he sensed a deeper and more mortal weariness in Cicero. His concern did not show on his face, blank as it was, despite the mounting dread he felt in his breast as Cicero called his name and Ramsay's. Euron came forward reluctantly and stood to the side of his father, peering at his tired face as Delight offered to take him to Burke. Euron said nothing. The accusation he wanted to make was clinging to his tongue.

He flexed his toes just to know that he still could.