Ankyra Sound I knew you were trouble when you walked in

Reverie pulled Blossom closer in a surge of protective instinct. Her daughter was as agreeable as ever; if she noticed Reverie's tension at all, she hid it well. Which was likely for the best. The stranger held all of her attention now as his song tapered off and he greeted the pair with a bow.
He spoke so strangely! She was reminded a little bit of Lestan, but there was far more appeal in the gentle lilt of her lover's voice. Oh yes, it was wonderful, She told him, and offered a hesitant smile. Reverie had enjoyed listening to his song; how long had it been since she'd last heard anyone singing? She thought of Everett then, and a light sadness settled over her. Do you sing often?