The Sentinels uneasy lies the head that wears a crown

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Eilidh followed Deirdre in silence, watching as the petite white princess weaved through the trees of their home. Soon they found themselves at their father's grave, and awaiting them was Emaleth, the dark one. Eilidh's heart bristled at the thought of her sister's flight those many months ago, but she reminded herself quietly that she had returned. They were family, and as Mayfairs, they needed to stick together. Or as together as the broken Eilidh could muster. Emaleth, she breathed, giving her sister a nod, but keep back from her. She seemed to not want to be disturbed.