Dawnlark Plains trying for years to flee

the woman was quite helpful, but it was the one-eyed, grey-hued man that commanded all of mona's attention with his next words. "constantine is my brother, by my father's first mate, blue willow." of course she knew all that could be known about the gentle healer; casmir had adored his mother and preserved her memory in the minds of both mona and cortland. 
still — that this man knew the name of mayfair was enough for mona — she visibly wilted with open relief. "there are other names, other mayfairs ... i could tell you the ones i know?" just names, of course, and vague descriptions — mona knew sad little of the siblings with whom she shared blood. at times, all that mayfairs had were the names of relatives they would never know.