A few days after Ramiel gets back to Eldon Well, he will hear an acoustic guitar playing out on his front porch.
Upon hearing the music, Ramiel walked out on to the porch wearing nothing but a pair of faded jeans and see who is playing.
As he steps out the door, he sees the familar long blond hair pulled back in a pony tail of Sholto. Even hearing the door open, Sholto continues to keep playing.
“Do you know ‘Wayward Son’?” Ramiel asked as he leaned against the railing.
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