The Sentinels guilty by association

her heart ached as she heard who the voice called for. lasher. but it would not be him scimitar was met with. deirdre emerged from riverwater, having thought to bathe in it while the temperature was still tolerable, though scimitar was not waiting long for the young queen.

even when soaked to the bone, the girl was a vision. the scent of neverwinter was familiar, and deirdre was startled to note the handsome features of a man rather than eshe at her borders. greetings, deirdre hummed, her eyes bright. i am deirdre stella mayfair, daughter of the man you had called. my father has passed, a victim of the famine, the words burned her tongue, and she found herself looking away after she spoke the words. but her eyes, pricked with wetness, betrayed her, and she blinked away her tears and looked back to him. i rule this forest in his stead, its inheritor, she informed. how may i aid you? though she knew already! and donnelaith would always aid those in need, would it not?