Adara looked a little confused, but agreed. “I…I will, lady. Yes.”
“Good.” Etain smiled and turned to Lucius. “Whether you believe it or not anymore, Lucius Metellus Anguis, the Gods are with you upon this road.” She stepped forward to kiss Lucius on either cheek. “Come back to us.”
“Lady…” Lucius said, his voice shaky. “Thank you.” He could not say more to her. He did not need to, for in her eyes he saw that she understood. Lucius then turned to Weylyn.
“Come back to us, Dragon,” the old Druid said, his eyes twinkling in the morning light. “We will be waiting, and watching over you from afar.”
“My friend…thank you for everything.” Lucius grasped Weylyn’s hand and squeezed. He had perhaps more in common with the old Druid than with anyone else among them.
“May the Gods guide you on yo
