The Sentinels orchideous, the flower conjuring spell

while deirdre was distraught, emaleth alone could bring comfort to her in this time of turmoil. as emaleth spoke the words, she was soothed; she nodded her head and lent, for the first time in a while, against her sister. deirdre did not care if emaleth said the words simply to comfort her, and if she felt at ease because these were the words she so longed to hear, or if because she felt a knowledgable truth behind them. she lent into her sister and shed some tears upon her shoulders, and she was so exhausted that she lay here to slumber at last, to the comfort of the lavender that looked to them and hoped for this... and any other that knew how spent she was.