William walked to the edge of the overhanging rock and surveyed the horizon.
The fabled forest was not large, verdant, or even mysterious. It looked like the type of spot where one might piss.
“I’m to marry. Life is a tiresome affair.”
Elymas, tired of dragging his foot, sat down on the edge of the dais and shook his head.
“I am called the Protectra among my people. I don’t hunt alone. That would be impossible considering the largeness of our tribe.”
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“In two days hence, Mirella, you’ll be on the narrow road heading north.”