and on to the glory at my right hand
No. Not any more, Ronin murmurs softly back through the bond. There's more than a luxere living in my blood these days, remember? You were there when I tore one apart with my bare hands. There isn't even any guilt or sorrow in his tone; Ronin is merely saying it how it is, and it's with a predator's interest and a dragon's eyes that he watches the herd run and leap across the snow.
It's perhaps a blessing that the Huntsman doesn't know what Remi is thinking - he does sense the shudder that runs through him, though. Wings beating hard to catch up with the other man, Ronin flies a little beneath Remi rather than side by side to prevent their wings from clashing. You can even go first, if you want.
It's perhaps a blessing that the Huntsman doesn't know what Remi is thinking - he does sense the shudder that runs through him, though. Wings beating hard to catch up with the other man, Ronin flies a little beneath Remi rather than side by side to prevent their wings from clashing. You can even go first, if you want.
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