The Sentinels deliver us

She had expected that her sister would be the first her to greet her, and she leaned hard into her as they embraced; the dark child could not help but to weep. Of course Deirdre would ever love her, for there was nothing that either could do to break that which bonded them. She could think of nothing that could dissolve the all-encompassing love she felt for the white witch-- not even if it had been Deirdre that had summoned the destruction of Donnelaith instead of her. And while Emaleth loved all her family so fiercely, there was something inexplicable in the bond with her sister that transcended all else.