by Ruth Davis Hays 2016
After giving ‘Khiall the map of the countryside that would guide him home, Daviel finds it hard to contemplate life at the monastery without the changeling….
It was another sleepless night for Daviel. The frigid air seeping through the stones did nothing to assuage the heat of his young blood when his thoughts turned to the changeling, ‘Khiall. There was no remedy for his ailment that would not cost him his honor and his position in the priesthood.
He had never considered himself a devotee of Coreigan, or any of the other spirit guides, in fact. Daviel had always been rather practical, never given to flights of fancy or mystical leanings. His path to be a priest had been a strategic one. It was a career, a venerated profession as far as he was concerned, not a calling. Though, it did carry with it a…
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