“Maybe you should seek the answers yourself… rather than wait for another runner to arrive,” Riona said with a calm voice as she lay sprawled naked on the furs in the room she shared with Lysan.
It was past dusk and the stars shone high in the sky. It was nearly a full moon. The buzz of it made a certain type of calm flow through the clan. Lysan sat by the window, also devoid of any clothing as he watched the sky and felt the winter’s breeze on his naked skin. It was soothing.
“What do you mean?” He turned to face his wife.
“I mean,” she turned to lay on her stomach, her hands acting as an anchor underneath her chin, bracing her head up as she swung her feet in the air. “Visit Varek in person. You tell him you came to insist he try again with the Lunaris, but really, you will be there
