Chapter 147: Varek

Kaelar

The wind whipped across his face and burned his cheeks. It was as if someone was smacking him repeatedly. Like when he was younger, and he kept mouthing off to his mother so she’d smack his cheeks. He lifted his hand to his cheek fondly, remembering his mouth.

Gods, he’d been a cheeky little shite.

Kaelar always wondered why he turned out the way he did. His parents were kind and compassion