by Eileen

The girl needs him more than he needs the girl. He knows this because wisdom comes with age, and nineteen is very old for a raven — especially a wild one. It wasn't always this way; there used to be a Yeoman Warder who kept his belly full, clipped his wing and ensured the metal band around his leg was never too tight.

He loves the girl more than the girl loves him. He knows this because the extra time they used to spend together is time spent with the big man.

Wise as he is, he does not understand.

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