“What the fucking hell are you doing in here?” Flynn hissed. “Looking for evidence of what I had suspected. Brom married the girl, but you’re all utterly smitten with her. Does Brom know?” “Of course he bloody does! Do you think I’d dishonour him like that? Pippin wasn’t mine or Brom’s or Ged’s or Soren’s alone. She belongs to the whole wing.” “Hmmm. As you are all part of my wing, does that make Pippin mine, too?” Draven asked.
