The Tempering of Men
“Vethulf said as mildly as he knew how. Isolfr’s head was bent over one of the pups—who was at last tired enough to lie still and be checked for ticks—and his long blond braids shielded his face very well, but Vethulf was becoming something of an expert on Isolfr’s shoulders. Those shoulders said he didn’t want to talk about the godsman, or anything else, and in fact wished Vethulf would go away.
Sorry to disappoint, Vethulf thought, and settled his own shoulders more comfortably against the doo...r frame. Viradechtis leaning against one leg and Kjaran flopped across his feet told him he was right. Vethulf counted beats of his heart and was at nine when Isolfr’s well-studied shoulders slumped and he muttered, “Hospitality surely doesn’t mean I have to take my heart out of my chest to show him.”
“Is that what he’s asking you to do?” Vethulf said. “I only heard him asking about a dream.”
That got him a glare. “Would you feel the same if it were your dreams he wanted to hear?”MoreLess
Sorry to disappoint, Vethulf thought, and settled his own shoulders more comfortably against the doo...r frame. Viradechtis leaning against one leg and Kjaran flopped across his feet told him he was right. Vethulf counted beats of his heart and was at nine when Isolfr’s well-studied shoulders slumped and he muttered, “Hospitality surely doesn’t mean I have to take my heart out of my chest to show him.”
“Is that what he’s asking you to do?” Vethulf said. “I only heard him asking about a dream.”
That got him a glare. “Would you feel the same if it were your dreams he wanted to hear?”MoreLess
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