Herbalists' Cache so maybe i’m divine, maybe i’m celestial

alright, she responded, nodding her head. and then she swiftly informed mordecai of how long it had been--how many moons had past, since then, and when she intended to meet his daughter again.

he would surely depart her, soon, and so deirdre looked to the man worriedly. sir... would you let me look at you, to be sure you are well before your journey? he seemed in a proper state, but she wished to be sure--heat and hunger were two terrible things that could steal life as swift as a thieving fox.