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WOLFE
Cody is hunting for something.
Wolfe hopes she will catch it and roast it on a spit. Then he can say he saw the smoke of her fire twirling over the trees.
That he smelled her dinner from afar.
That he’s starving, which isn’t untrue.
That she should feed him.
And she will. She’s a woman, after all, and they’re a nurturing ilk. Wasn’t that all the Duchess Zoe was doing when she dressed him and brushed his hair and scolded his posture in public?
Gods, but he can't wait to see Zoe again, to have a full stomach – he’s only picked at his plates in Yurka. He wants to soak in a proper bath. To burn all the clothes he wore on this gods-forsaken adventure and go shopping for new ones.
Zoe will be delighted about that.
The Fire Scales have emerged from their lairs. And gods,
