NOAH
"I have to go see the queen, but we can fish first." He handed Cordelia the supplies they had brought, given to them by Deimos. While the warlord could not accompany them here, gathering food for the trio to have to survive in the wilds was necessary. Noah needed time to collect his thoughts before he saw Maeve, anyway. Even with the letter burning a hole in his pocket, and the grief slowly devouring his heart, he pressed on towards the shoreline on the east side of the lighthouse.
"Do you have much experience fishing?" Some hunters did, some did not. He could never be sure. Noah's father had not enjoyed fishing as much as he had enjoyed hunting seals, but during the seasons when seals were far and few between, Noah had learned the skills his father had. The blond had developed quite a taste for smoked fish since then, and fished for himself more than his father ever had for their family.
I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone
