Small comforts

He was mostly content to sit back and let Zee interrogate the new slave. Iris had proved herself to him as a willing, obedient wolf. He knew that her presence was good for the Armada.

When Iris mentioned searching for herbs. the Warlord nodded his own approval at that. “The pack needs more healers, so it’s good to see you pursuing it.” He complimented her. At her mention of her task as a handmaiden… he glanced back at his Wife. That was now his intention, and the reason he had asked her to come to the den tonight. “Yes, as well as her personal healer and companion.” She would need the support, both as a friend and a healer as she recovered from her ordeal.


"Sirius Fatalis"