My lord,” the man that had earlier been watching Edwin and Tiara from the woods called, running towards Edwin.Edwin didn't stop. His stride was long, his mind still filled with the scent of the girl in the woods, the scent of rain and ancient starlight. “Report, Garrett. Did the spears find their mark?”“Yes, my lord,” the man replied.Every man has made a kill, Alpha. The hearth has been lit. They wait for you to judge the spoils,” Garrett replied, his eyes darting to the mud on Edwin’s boots. The mud from the Deep-Wood.Edwin grunted, approaching the ceremonial table. “I guess everyone came prepared this year, ready to do better than the previous years just to win my favor,” he commented, walking ahead of the man.“You are absolutely right, my lord,” the man replied, running a little to keep up with Edwin.“You need to see the fire that burns in their eyes,” He added.“It makes the hunt even more interesting, and competitive. And I am sure it would be a little tight for you to just
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