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Landon scratched at his beard and harumphed his agreement at one Zana said. While he still served the guard, he found himself spending less and less time in Vel Anir. He'd been traveling more. Spending more time with Talus, Zana, and their family. Uncle Landon to the kids. He'd never admit...

Landon didn't stay to talk to the other dreadlord. At Raphael the Red's parting words, he did flip him the dreadlord the bird over one of his broad shoulders. Just as quickly he'd shadow Zana as they went deeper into the parting crowds. He'd been there. He'd fought alongside Zana and Talus...

"No one cares, mate," he growled as he went to pass the dreadlord as well. That finger never leaving the trigger of his crossbow. But he kept it pointed toward the ground. For Zana. And he kept a healthy enough berth between himself and the boasting mook. Landon had to wonder if Raphael was...

Landon didn’t relax from Zana’s touch. A quiet harumph at her comment, though. The woman could verbally spar as well as she could physically. Landon also didn’t shake the man’s hand. Just gripped the loaded crossbow at his side. Finger hovering over the trigger but making no move to use it...

Landon grumbled low in his throat but there was a small twinkle in his pale blue eyes that only Zana, Talus, or the kids could draw out. And that cursed wolf. “If they give me a reason to, I will,” he muttered beneath his breath to the lady of the house. More than half this lot had hidden...

Landon scratched at his beard as he shadowed Zana. The family friend and guard shot frigid blue-eyed stares at anyone he heard mutter about 'butcher of Vel Anir.' And fuking Talus always got out of doing this shit anymore. It wasn't that Landon didn't want to be here being Zana's personal...

There was an invisible push against his chest. The next moment he was staring up at Zana and then the next he was sitting up on the ground as she took care of the other two. A grunt left his throat as he stood, trying to shake of the relatively harmless effect of the magical blast. Left his...

Anir Square - East End Landon didn't hesitate. He'd joined to protect. Serve. And even as the grief of losing one of his own had barely brushed his awareness his long strides swiftly stepped in front of Zana even as she pushed one of his guards back. In front of those unborn babes. Jaw...

Anir Square - East End "Zana, luv, please tell me these are the only special friends you know," Landon grunted as he lunged forward to knock himself into the whip sister. She might have speed but he had strength and bulk. He fell into her and rolled, pinning her to the ground as he scrambled...

Anir Square - East End Well, Landon didn't fuking wait. As soon as the one slapped Zana, he had the arrow pulled back and let it fly toward the one with the whip. He was surprised as the other next to her deflected it with her sword. With a snap-crack, that whip sailed through the air...

Heading toward the Square Talus Zana Thorne Sloan Trajan Meng With a huff, Landon pulled his dagger out of the last body as Amber, Tessa, and Jake finished off the rest of the royal guards that hadn't fled. He'd been with his squad since he joined the guard nearly a decade ago. They were...

Vel Aerelos Landon was beyond tired. He'd guarded Zana's back while she recovered enough that he knew she could handle herself again. He'd sent his hawk with work to Talus about where he and her were. About her vision. Although, with the way those words echoed in his skull, he knew Talus...

“Merlin’s beard,” Landon looked around and bent his legs, finding a spot along the walls. It was the first landing up to the rampart. He gently set Zana down. The wall protecting her on one side even as the guard streamed past. Some citizens coming up to try and find somewhere safe. Landon...

It was another dreadlord. One with brown hair and a young one who came over at Landon's request of a medic. A young man. He knelt beside the knight and waved his hand over Landon's back. Landon felt a strange, warm sensation as torn flesh and muscle began knitting itself back together...

"Good boy," Landon grunted as he inhaled a painful intake of air. Eyes widened as the undead around him suddenly turned to ash. Gaze snapped to Zana as he lumbered to a stand. "Fuk me," he muttered and reached behind his back, steeling himself to yank out the knife the undead had stuck there...