Whitebark Stream Whose brow is laid in thorn,

fréobearn’s jovial expression quickly fell to disgust, her voice becoming flat and emotionless. oh, he replied, of course it’s the whore that’s found my brother. she shook her head and rolled her eyes, but turned away from célnes so that she could not see.

well, i suppose that will do, fréo continued with a sigh. they’d have to go to kendrick eventually, even if that meant crossing paths with friede along the way. anyway, she didn’t have any qualms about leaving this place — especially not in exchange for ken.