Barrow Fields i need not one thing more

faaaade <3

mona flinched, her own lips slipping back from her teeth in case the the seawitch should attack. but in the next moment, all she beheld was the narrow hips and rounded sides, the proudly tensed spine of her father's bitter companion. and when the woman had quit from eyeshot, mona slumped to her haunches and began to quietly weep.