Chapter 33 Roots And Resonance
- The wind outside howled like it mourned something. Cold slipped under the village walls, but none of it reached the heart of the healer’s den, where warmth pulsed—not from the fire, but from the heat rising between two people who had run out of reasons to pretend they hadn’t already fallen.
- Baelorn hadn't left.
- He didn’t even hesitate.