“Where have I been?” she echoes back, slightly confused. “I didn’t know I was wanted or needed still.” Which goes more along with the ‘what are you doing here?’ part of his question. The two contradict each other, which she thinks is rather on par for the Hale boy right now. And that’s fine, grief does that. “Came to make sure none of the Grounders left anything behind,” she says, and then with a bit of a wistful expression, continues. “and to look for one of my knives.”
It would be an easy thing to misplace, easy for someone to pick up, to put in with the Kraai’s silverware. She isn’t wealthy so her knives are sharp and serviceable and plain. And she’s the type to have multiple knife-hiding places, isn’t she?
It would be an easy thing to misplace, easy for someone to pick up, to put in with the Kraai’s silverware. She isn’t wealthy so her knives are sharp and serviceable and plain. And she’s the type to have multiple knife-hiding places, isn’t she?
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
