Sunspire Mountains cause i can't let go

Andy;
how long had it been, truly, since such an informal title? Always had it been Aurëwen, then; Andraste, now; never a moniker of either that she could remember up until this point. So there is a hesitant lifting of a muted, somnolent heart; a paltry glow that is brought with the female companionship which she is both familiar and so unfamiliar to. The frenzied darkling is infectious in all of her glee;
but before the fée is able to ask after all that her elder has been concerned with, Bhediya dashes aside her own telling and instead inquires of the silver.  "As well as winter allows me to be,"  wisping a smidgen wry,  "and ever awaiting many visitations of you and yours. But,"  wondering, now,  "I suspect that these events have kept you from doing such?"

Of course, she meant all in the way of gentled teasing;
nevermind her features a tad gauzy, listless than usual; but for the sake of Bhediya would she muster herself into the present.