Blackfeather Woods You can repent but I warn you,

He could walk. Didn't really sound like he was up to the challenge, but he did rise, asking her to lead the way. She noted the hesitation, the fact that she'd been remiss in introducing herself. Her lips twisted in a slightly wry smile as she responded, Maegi. . .Melonii. Granddaughter of Meldresi, twice over.

What relation did he have to Meldresi, she wondered? He very much resembled her uncle, Miraak, and Ramsay, though without the stunted spine. A Melonii, for sure.

She walked slowly, allowing him to keep the pace. Not that she would have gone racing ahead anyway, with her crooked paw and all. Still, Maegi remained mindful that he kept close by as she left the treeline, heading for the meadow. Damien is my uncle, she explained, casting her voice over her shoulder. I'm sure he had nothing but bad things to say about me.