Cloak And Spider: A Shadowdance Novella - Plot & Excerpts
His older son, Randith, was out with the rest of his guild, preparing for his own meeting that night. Much as it worried him, Thren knew Randith was seventeen now, and needed to handle certain things on his own. That meant waiting instead of organizing things himself. That meant pacing and drumming his fingers on the hilts of his swords as the minutes crawled on by, instead of rallying his Spider Guild for a potential war. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” Thren muttered, realizing just how nervous he was. He went through a door leading to a modestly furnished bedroom, and was surprised to see his eight-year-old son, Aaron, standing there as if waiting for him. Thren raised an eyebrow, grunted. “Yes?” he asked. Aaron opened his mouth, closed it, and then looked to the ground. He was embarrassed about something, something he no doubt wanted to ask, but Thren didn’t have the patience to wait it out.
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