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Hath let that sink in for a few seconds. He had expected that Kardidua might have tried to recruit another skilled, travelling hunter; she had done it many times before. He didn't know what kind of conversation had led to to such a declaration. He wasn't sure he wanted to know.
What was done was done. She would get no arguments from Hath. As a culture they told stories of the past that held lessons for the future. They did not lament what was lost in great songs, like those that rang out within the mountain halls of the dwarves. The same was true of their personal lives, triumphs and failures.
The morning had passed and he had failed to make the final round in the archery. Hath would not linger on that when it was such a small fork compared to the possibilities that would branch off the rest of the day.
“I do,” he said in a clear voice, levelling his eyes to meet her gaze. Kardidua’s wrath be damned, he knew that he wanted her more than the chieftain's will could deter.
What was done was done. She would get no arguments from Hath. As a culture they told stories of the past that held lessons for the future. They did not lament what was lost in great songs, like those that rang out within the mountain halls of the dwarves. The same was true of their personal lives, triumphs and failures.
The morning had passed and he had failed to make the final round in the archery. Hath would not linger on that when it was such a small fork compared to the possibilities that would branch off the rest of the day.
“I do,” he said in a clear voice, levelling his eyes to meet her gaze. Kardidua’s wrath be damned, he knew that he wanted her more than the chieftain's will could deter.