Qhuinn looked at each of the hoods again. How ironic, he thought. Nearly two years ago, an Honor Guard of black robes had been sent to him to make sure he knew his family didn't want him. And now, here these males were, come to draw him into a different kind of fold-- that was every bit as strong as that of blood.
J.R. Wardhe(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. โIโll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper
J.R. WardWith that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. "Oh... my God," he whispered.
J.R. WardOften people with fine countenances and fit bodies were mistakenly assumed by others to have the brains to match.
J.R. WardHe stopped when he heard Wellsie's voice coming out of the study. "โฆ some kind of nightmare. I mean, Tohr, he was terrifiedโฆ No, he fudged when I asked him what it was, and I didn't press. I think it's time he sees Havers. Yesโฆ UAH-Hugh. He should meet Wrath first. Okay. I love you, myhellren . What? God, Tohr, I feel the same way. I don't know how we ever lived without him. He is such a blessing.
J.R. Ward