There were enough boats coming from Torchline towards King's End with the whisperings of Ludo that there was no possible way the leviathan was going to stay where he was. Gwyneverre flew high and on her own accord - her mind and heart linked to Abraham and their tether never wavering. With the murder of the abandoned woman still fresh on his hands, he slipped through the cracks like nothing had happened and he was no one of note. He noticed the familiar glint of black hair and green eyes, and for now he stayed out of her sights. She was the queen now, and he had just commited murder on her sands -- whether or not that was bad thing was up to interpretation. For Abraham, it was a good act that he performed.
Abraham moved carefully and with purpose as they exited the ship. He made no mind to stay out of Abraham
So this is the hate I've been born toFull are the tales of the untrue |
table by whimzi