She smiled wearily as she leaned against BROM Bones, thinking of Jeffrey Whiting.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
Nothing like that had ever been a part of BROM Bones' scheme of life, for he had always gone as fast as he was let go.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
She threw herself out upon BROM Bones' neck and caught him by the nose.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
