Deepwood Weald the lonely island

he spoke to her, and she nodded at him as he spoke of cussing. it was, evidently, not her preference; she had never uttered profanity and her life, and nothing had given the urge to, either. she listened to her brother speak and frowned, deeply. she told me she had met others not pleased with her for her pregnancy. she did not tell me that it was aria, she told him openly, and looked away. i told her... i told her that she would be safe, that all would be well...

the mayfair child sucked in a breath. you spoke with aria... she said nothing on why? nothing at all, casmir? she could not understand it! why would aria do this thing? donnelaith... it is a safe haven, a sanctuary... there could be no reason for this, unless rowan threatened the life of another within the sanctuary... aria, in this act alone, would have endangered rowan's and the innocents within her... her eyes sought casmirs, as though he could further help her understand.