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At Olive's first exclamation, Lily shot her a sheepish smile, ducking her head. She peered out of the corner of her eye like a nervous child, nodding at the sylph's offer of help. When the stars were mentioned, she lifted her chin again, face coming to life once more.

Oh, yes, that would be wonderful, she answered, though not quite sure what that would entail. Her own mother was an expert star-reader, and could divine the future from the sky. To Lily, it was just a bunch of shimmering dots. Pretty shimmering dots, but meaningless, at least to her. But if Olive had her mother's magic. . .

I would like that, Lily continued, voice warm. And I'll take any help I can get. From you, Seabreeze, or anyone else. It took a village, after all. Lord knew it had taken several to raise Lily and her littermates.