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He huffed a soft laugh, looking at the flocking ravens once more. So they had a dual purpose, did they? They must enjoy the snacks left out by the wolves that roamed here. He wondered if any of their victims were left alive, staked to the ground where the ravens could feast. Interesting birds, ravens. Perhaps he needed to get himself one.

He turned his attention back to Absinth at her question, and he grinned. “Dying to.” he agreed, this was either a new start in his lift, or the end of a chapter. Regardless, he knew his life would change after this meeting.

It wasn’t long after that that the wolf Absinth was clearly waiting for arrived. An array of colours richer than a sunset greeted him. a gift? Ah, he was accustomed to being a curse. Which would he be for this wolf? He looked to the other and Absinth spoke first. Her words held caution, but Flare was a gambler, and he wasn’t above a little trouble. “Flare Nightingale. I’ve trained as a warrior, and I’m not above being an arrow in the heart of your enemies.” He winked at the Sultan, and waited for him to make the next move.

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