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　　When Hadrian came out of the coach house rubbing his hands on his pants to get the last of the bacon grease off, he found Royce had taken his spot on top of the coach. He sat up there like a crow on the peak of a roof, hood up, his cloak fluttering in the rising wind. As Hadrian approached, the thief glanced over, but didn`t say a word, and Hadrian didn`t need to ask. The answer was obvious. If it had been anyone else, Hadrian might have suspected the underlying culprit to be compassion, decency, or even straight up friendship. Having suffered the cold wind and wet snow for hours, it was only fair that Hadrian be granted equal time inside the coach. But this wasn`t anyone else—this was Royce—and Hadrian`s welfare had nothing to do with the crow being on the roof. He was up there because of Gwen.If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it`s taken without the author`s consent. Report it.