Ravensblood Forest & if risk leads to ruin my heart would forgive me

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“We cannot fail our dragon. Not again.”

Aure noted the scarlet @Sanguinus from over a thin shoulder, ears at half-mast and lashes drawn even lower upon scarred cheeks; wilted against the withering scarlet of a gauzy sequoia.

The family of three needed strength, percision — a collaboration of minds not so misted with fury as frenetic, lunar mother and fevered, stygian father were. Even a selection of few daggers was better than those only bared with hatred. They needed resolve, and cunning. They needed—

It was in the voice of an heiress that Aurëwen of the Twelve decreed: 
“Fly to ze Kintlas of Kaistleoki with our plight. Only when Evergreen vows select charges to it will you return to me.”

The sap bled into her once-kissed throat.
She would accept nothing less.