Deepwood Weald over men’s noses as they lie asleep

Megara nods to Nyx's answer, no malice in her face. As fond as she is of the Melonii bloodline, she knows that too much of it can sometimes be a terrible thing. It can do with some dilution, every so often. This girl is faithful, and she assumes devoted to the daedra. And it is clear she is in love with Damien, and he with her. Megara cannot ask for much more.

I believe you, she answers, her expression very warm. I see it in your faces. You two were made for each other, and your pups will be blessed.

Assumes, but is not sure. She ought to find out, sooner rather than later. The Night Mother. Do you follow her? Sithis, too, and the others? How can she not, growing up in Meldresi's pack? And yet, perhaps her parents had given her their own wisdom and traditions.