Rememberance

ETAN

Everyone froze. 

Two breaths later, "Not quite the reunion any of us envisioned," Borsche said dryly.

"Speak for yourself," Ayleth snarled.

Hysterical laughter bubbled in Etan's chest, but he still had a knife nicking the skin of his throat, and two deadly men standing over his wife with bare blades. 

"Everybody just… hold!" he barked. "Let me explain."

"Of all of us, you are the least in a position to give orders right now," Falek growled.