Chapter 14 – And the Meek

” …That knife was aimed directly at my back. He moved aside and took it for me.”
“And why would he do that?”
“Because—” Hesta halted. Looked to B’hoc Lunan. Her friend stood as turned to stone. “I don’t quite know,” she said.
“Because I am sworn to protect the hesta, at the cost of my own life and that I have done and ever will do should need arise.”
And there he was, within arm’s length of Brocan, face to face.

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