Broken Antler Fen A cup of tea, please

It was... strange being a normal commoner after almost a full year in some sort of ruling position. She was shocked at how good she was handling it and was also quite proud of Burke. She truly believed she had caused this all - for them all to be gathered here in peace. It was selfish to think so, but true nonetheless. If she had never whored around with Bunniebutt, nothing of this would have ever happened. She tried to think of her time at Moonlit Hills, but it was all slowly fading, something that scared her. If those memories could fade, these could too... She guessed her one fear was forgetting.

Oh, just fine, dear. She replied a little more casually. She assumed he had many other questions, but perhaps he had just accepted it all. So what if his old father was banging the young, scarred flame that was Malice?