The Merron Pass upriver was guarded by the Merron Fort, that too under enemy control. Not often, at least. Porn Maybe the Iron Hammer would let a warlord of theirs settle in the city? The light of that one was nothing to the clear-burning flames of the pair now before me: So dark red with hate, so intense in their fury that I was reminded of a smith’s forge more than any puny candle or oil-lamp. Or concern?”
“Show me,” I replied. My knife was in my hand, but my killer-instinct was not yet fully developed. The dwellings of the people those towers had been erected to protect. My legs were free from cramps and my head was clear.
