Chapter 118
- Orian's pov
- Amara had to be a harlequin or a self-employed clown. She had to be one of the funniest people I have met since I got out of prison and I do not think I would meet a funnier person till I leave the earth. She almost made me laugh as we journeyed.
- "Grump." She called looking down at me from the horse as I strode beside her while she rode, "I am out of bread."