I’m supposed to mind the future of the North, the king-in-waiting, the Great Wolf, Stour Nightfall.” Both her brows went up now. “You?” “I’m to keep him on the right path. Calder’s words.” “Good luck with that.” She beckoned him close and lowered her voice. “Not sure I ever met a bigger prick than that boy, and I stood second to Black Dow.” Clover snorted. “For a day you did.” “A day was plenty.”
