Bolstered by the knowledge that his bond was once again calm and ready, Balgair drew a deep breath and reached for the door.
Ah, there you are. Move not, brave captain, for we are coming to assist you. A sensual voice purred in his mind, causing him to freeze and look around for threats.
Down the street, the enchantress shivered as she brushed against the warrior's vibrant prana. "I found him," she glared at Brandyn as she ran her fingers over the goosebumps raised on her arms. "You didn't tell me that he was so ..." She paused, looking for the right word. She shook her head, "You didn't tell me he was a true man."
The Tavernmaster merely commented, "I told you that he was a Captain of the Black Swans." He shook his head, "If you have never met one, then, well, you are in for a surprise."
The enchantress leaned against the thief-taker for support and calmed her racing heart. "Oh, I've already been surprised." She glanced over at the thief-taker and teased him. "If I weren't bound to y…
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