Parent Stones, The Guardians
A bond had formed between them. Aed was doubtful of the permanence. Royals and nobles did not mix. But there was something…pleasant…about…Gael…
Time was now spent in her company…or a close proximity. A nice thing about being renegade, he was not accountable.
Aed joined me on my walk to honor my mother. We both kept watching the sky. We would both mutter “snow” as we tracked the sounds around us.
Roland was pushing out…weather was a specialty of the oldest. Aed had his hand on his freshly honed blade.
“We are here. The parent stones keep out all other magics.”