One Warlord to another

Gaining Azure’s agreement had been easier than he expected. The willingness Azure showed to support him was very different to what he had expected. Perhaps a part of him had hoped for a fight. A chance to bleed out some of the coiled emotions he was keeping tightly bottled, away from the kids. But he couldn’t deny that this outcome was better. They would work well together this way. No resentments.

“No… They won’t” He agreed tightly. But he thought Azure deserved the chance to ask them. He closed his eyes for a moment. “I won’t be needing my den back, either.” He would make other arrangements for himself and the kids.

“...What!” He said, startling in surprise. “...When?” he asked, already raising his eyes over Azure, as if he could catch a glimpse of the kids on the horizon. It seemed he had another stop before he would be making his way to the Hallows.


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