A green thumbed witch, a cantancerous crow, and kitten-dragon just learning to blow smoke rings begin a larger than life journey to heal a larger-than-life magical beast.
A post-war romance between a spy who came to the village to check on a murder and a doc trying to keep that village from a bad round of tonsillitis during Christmas.
Tiiran is fae-touched and desperate to be touched by a pair of handsome blokes a good foot taller than him. They in turn are keenly aware that Tiiran is going to be more than a handful.
There had not been as much improvement with the regiment in the past month as Fane had hoped. Running speed and shot accuracy had improved; however, many social and cultural traditions impeded progress at every turn.
“Is this what you do in the evenings when I leave you here?” Fane leaned against Prince Orlov’s doorframe to watch the man hacking and slashing at the air in his Nurvo Gear.