"The Culling." It was what Rainier had taken to calling those events in his head, and he shared the word without thought. "I saw the two of you together. Did both of you walk away from a year together relatively unscarred?" There was a small smile there. "From the snarling, of course."
He had seen enough of Lucivar with Marion to know that was all there would have been. Snarling. An abundance of it.
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Date: 2006-01-16 10:41 pm (UTC)He had seen enough of Lucivar with Marion to know that was all there would have been. Snarling. An abundance of it.