yet my blood renders me a King
Sah’s quest was coming to an end he would soon set out for Starfall. The hybrid suspected that it would be the most dangerous mission of his life. As such, when he’d completed his hunt, he’d paused at the closest shrine. Setting the antlers of the luxere he’d taken down on the altar, he bowed his head. The prayer he sent up was quiet, but his thanks to Safrin for her guidance and his request for protection in the coming days rang true.
After completing his prayer, the hunter exited the shrine and ensured that his quarry was still secured to his sled. It was as he was adjusting the rope that he heard someone approaching. The crunch of ice and snow under their feet was quiet, but just barely decipherable over the wind. It had been howling all night, forcing the tundra into a colder night than normal for Flowerbirth.
After completing his prayer, the hunter exited the shrine and ensured that his quarry was still secured to his sled. It was as he was adjusting the rope that he heard someone approaching. The crunch of ice and snow under their feet was quiet, but just barely decipherable over the wind. It had been howling all night, forcing the tundra into a colder night than normal for Flowerbirth.
Sah
