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Galen’s confidence seemed to strengthen at her urging. Nodding at Clara, he went back and pulled out one of the gifts from his sack, and handed it to one of the farmers that looked to be getting on in Age. It was a finely carved walking stick, that looked like new and did not bear any looks of a novice.

“The first gift of the Long Night.” Galen stated. “The rest, shall come and reach into this sack, and they will get their gift. Do not fear about getting a gift you don’t deserve. Your Gift is as your need of it.” He then hurried back to the thrones and sat at the King’s throne. Robin watched from the crowd slightly amused at that.

“Dear Gods, That was nerve wracking.” Galen whispered to Clara. “I almost freaked out there. Anyway your highness. I am partially nervous about giving you your gift.” He fished out from his pocket said item. “It is rather silly though. I wrapped it up so you would have to open it and see.” He finished.

But he knew what he made for her. The moment she unwraps it she will see the beauty of her gift. It was a smooth stone made to resemble a heart. It had several runes written on it, but not the magic kind. Merely in writing. The message said, ”I belong to you, if you wish it.” Galen sheepishly looked away, not bearing to look her in the eyes. Lucien gave the suggestion of such a gift to a woman if he felt strongly for one.

Lucien’s reasoning was, he may be evil, but Love is a powerful force, never to be underestimated. It also provided his Bloodline security. However, The battle for Galen’s independence was not in his forte, but he would play along.

Robin in the meantime went to the sack and put his hand inside it. He touched something and took it out, and discovered a hand sized Gryphon carving. At the base of it he saw the words, ”For distant kin, and Savior.” Robin chuckled openly before pocketing the object. It was both funny, and flattering.