They moved inside once more, the theft of Bram's blade adding fresh urgency to an already overwhelming evening, though Bram insisted on completing his promised explanation before the conversation could properly conclude.
"I owe you proper introduction," Bram said, finally settling across from Logan at Maren's small table, the stolen weapon now resting carefully wrapped on the table's edge. "Not simply fragments shouted during pursuit through darkness."
"Then explain properly," Logan said, exhaustion evident beneath his continued urgent need for understanding. "Everything, Bram. I have spent months discovering pieces of my own history through other people's careful, incomplete accounts. I would appreciate hearing something directly from someone who actually witnessed it firsthand."
Bram
