“That’s what he reminded her of. Rock. She could see the Conquisani line in him, though his features were not so well-crafted as Cryndien’s or Arpien’s. He was not so tall, either. Broader. More muscle. A boulder. His eyes were set deep in his face, his stern brow set over them like a guard to discourage anyone from searching within. He reminded Nissa of a half-finished granite statue. Or a slightly depressed brown bear.”
