“So, what brings you here?” Fergus asked, interrupting my thoughts. “Other than my beautiful face, of course.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me, causing a laugh to escape my throat. “Purely selfish reasons for my visit, I’m afraid—I wanted to see that beautiful mug of yours. Oh, and craft some things.” He roared a laugh as he took off his gloves. “You’re only human, after all! What did you want to make?” I pulled out my bent hook, holding it toward him. “I’ve been sharpening wall hangers to use for my heretical activities, but as you can see, they stand no chance against my foes.” Fergus raised
...more
