The night in Khiron was a bustle of chaos, Liam had done almost everything he could to stay unnoticed, keeping his distance by staying across the bayou, but Ruzak had other plans.
Sitting on the bench, Liam watched from across the water, the fire crackling and listened to the descendant's gossip, and next to him laid Ruzak. His wings stretched across the ground, head nudging Liam's thigh, but he never complained.
The bird had awaited his presence long enough. Liam, was the only one who was allowed to stroke the wings of Ruzak even if it was done in secret because Casters were forbidden to make such close relationships with the Guiders. Like a stupid rule would stop him from doing what he wanted.
Shaking his head in silent disbelief he stroked Ruzak’s wing, pausing when he heard the sound of grass moving, “Ah, I was wondering when you’ll be joining me.”
A tall woman showed herself, Ruzak snapped his beak, and flew up into the air.