*Fynn*

It was a relief to see my men. It was clear that they had questions, but they were too polite to ask them in front of Sage. It was the first time I'd seen them present any sort of manners actually. I couldn't help but wonder how long that would last.

"I'm wearing thin. What else do we need to get done today?" Ragnar announced, bracing his forearms on the table.

"I think Sage needs a mount of her own. I'm tired of sharing Alastor," I said.

I'd ...