Sleepy Fox Hollow v. i'm loving your light, vulnerable

"Aye," she agreed softly, any disappointment carefully concealed. "And I have survived worse monsters," the dark wisp lilted, somewhat cryptically. 

"Seven blessings upon you, Condatis, brother-to-Llyr," the girl bade him farewell with a last twist of her teasing lips - watching until long after the white speck of him had faded from the distance. 

At last, she turned her gaze southeast seekingly - thinking of the spartan camp she had begun to assemble. The exile's dark crown slowly swung back to the northwest - to the way out of the mountains. 

Without looking back, the fallen heiress of Lirea turned north - to the sea.