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there was a deep wellspring of pain in Rowan, something even the wildly immature Casmir could feel. she wore it like a veil, graceful beneath her burden, and he admired her for it. an older wolf would have questioned the depth of her grief when it came to Lasher, but Casmir did not. he was not one to question when beauty was before him, and less so when they had a connection, he and this pale extended relative from Donnelaith.

the subject of her children seemed to make her uncomfortable, and Cas' ear fell back. oops. he'd blundered again. but ... "Em is gone? for how long?" he asked in the brief space that followed. where had his sister run off to? he hurt for her, at the realization that her gentle mind would have broken after their father's death and she would have blamed herself. he had to find her, he decided.

Rowan spoke again and the blood drained from Casmir's face; he stared at her, openly aghast, shock brimming in his eyes. "what?" he breathed, gaze falling to her belly. m-my sib ... you mean ... what about?" what about his mom? and what the hell? had his dad cheated on his mom???

anger flitted across Casmir's face, but it passed and he lifted his eyes to Rowan's silver gaze again, the fight gone out of him. "wow," he marveled aloud, glancing at her sides again. "uh ... what are you gonna do? what does Dante say? and Aria?" his lips pursed and he stared hard at her. "so, i think i should know; was this some sort of ... one night stand? or ... like ... did you love him? did he love you?" 

what the fuck what the fuck