Swiftcurrent Creek I've been awake in every state line.

It troubled Akavir to speak of his daughter's position, and Viinturuth felt anger pulse hotly within him at the announcement of her arranged marriage. The very ides of it repulsed him: young girls traded off to be wed to strangers. The pallid ranger curled his lip, casting his dark eyes off in the direction in which his brother had turned his hollow eyes.

I will go soon, he stated, a frost having crept into his tone. Viinturuth was eager to meet these wolves who'd plotted to use his niece as a pawn in their political relations.