Ghosts of Hawthorne~
Lothor Camran
Connamara, Connor
Lothor took Lily’s hand and navigated the crowded hall. Micah had recognized someone on the far side of the room, spewed curses, and bolted away. The Este youth who had been beguiling them with stories of Tallu ran off after Micah, leaving them to tag behind.
Lothor spotted Micah with a group of people he didn’t recognize. He briefly considered leaving off, but Micah had been pestering him to no end about engaging socially while they were here. The only reason Lothor came to this pointless fete of Anne’s ego was to start repairing some of the bridges he’d burned with the other rhiem.
But damn, how he hated being amiable for hours on end. He gritted his teeth and pressed ahead.
The older man addressing Micah was a seaman. The braid
