The Victor's Request

Kaelia

Rhydian wiped his hand on the back of his trousers when he saw my gaze land on his knuckles.

I peered at him intently and, sure enough, he did look a bit more haggard and worked up. He was still in his work clothes, his full sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons of his shirt open. His hair was tousled, and I imagined how many times he must have raked his hands through them.

He had a hab