The Sunspire and i'll die for her

ternace looked between the two fae's. cassiopeia was dark as the night, brought forth into the world by something as bright as  a star-- olive. for even though terance's opinions of olive suffered at the fate of her son, aries, he made an effort to like her, and she truly was regal and as kind as anyone he'd ever met. surely, they saw the constellation as well, he didn't elaborate. 

"lyra's ledge," he said, nose tilting back towards the sky. he'd guessed cassiopeia had never liked the triplets much, and same went for olive as well, but terance loved them all dearly-- all in different ways. and if he had dragged himself far from their presence forever, he wanted a single reminder of them. this would suffice.