After a while, Nerissa breaks the silence with a story about how Griffin got chased by a bull when he was young, and that’s when he got serious about swords. “He was determined always to have something longer, pointier, and sharper than that bull’s horns.” “It was the Minotaur,” Griffin rumbles. “As big as a house.” Nerissa’s lips twitch. “It was old Cosmo from the field across the river.”
