Blackfeather Woods Se gīda gō se jelmāzma

cicero had left a great deal of herb bundles in relmyna's care; she knew their names and properties, including those of the poisons he had tested upon both himself and her own body. yet she held none of this against her memory of sheogorath; it would not do to bear anger toward a dead man. and they would be of hope and growth for blackfeather; soon she would entrust even their dried secrets to the youngest melonii babes.
she sat in red-tinted moonlight, face uplifted to what of the stars could be seen through the interlaced canopy. and when damien's broad sable form drew into view, relmyna did not start, but lay her soft turquoise gaze upon the dark prince in welcome.