Spellsong - Darksong Rising Part 68

Anna swallowed. "... and we are here, as on a darkling plain.. ." Another poet, another set of words. But our armies aren't that ignorant... "They don't have to be..."

Jecks raised his eyebrows at her murmured words.

The softest of unheard chords echoed through her mind, and she rose and stepped around the table-desk. As he stood, she took his hands.

Those strong weathered hands and muscular arms slipped around her, and Anna's arms went around Jecks, the lord who had always been there.. . and who always would be, through the seasons.. . through Darksong and Clearsong.

The End.