he was her protector, which is why that name had come to her. She liked it for him, but she would think of something better if he hated it. “Magnar is your name for me?” he asked, his tone laced with curiosity. “Yeah, but if you don’t–” “I have a name!” he yelled with joy, his eyes turning bright yellow as he leapt, making Delora squeal in surprise when they both went into the air.
