Swiftcurrent Creek I guess I'm all you have, and I swear you'll see the dawn again.

The dragoness lifted her gaze, watching the quiet fury in her son's dark stare before he made to turn away from her. Her breath hitched then, recalling solemnly the day's earlier incident when Constantine chose to abandon her to be alone with her despair.

Viinturuth, it would seem, was capable of the same.

Heart aching, despite her desire to pursue him, Durnehviir let the boy go. She withstood the grief again, lowering solemn champagne eyes to linger on the dirt at her feet as she listened to the empty silence that lingered following Viin's departure.