More people had gathered and a murmur swept around them at the request. Alaric stepped forward. “What is your name?” he asked gently.
“I am Damon Estos.”
Alaric reached out to read him lightly, getting a sense of the man"s exhaustion and pain. He"d been running for more than a week, sleeping in caves and under piles of leaves. Beyond him, Alaric could feel the current of discontent among his own people.
He inhaled deeply and looked at Mason who met his eyes and sent reassurances. “Don"t turn him away.”
Don"t turn him away.Alaric nodded slightly. “Mason, why don"t you take Mr. Estos down to the water and do what you can to help him. I"ll see about getting some clothes for him and find him a bed.”
Mason thanked him with a nod, and reached a hand to Damon, moving in to support him as the
