Northstar Vale it's like candy

kalika looked over each shoulder and sniffed the air for lingering scents. if there was someone nearby — specifically, the magician — she wanted to know before beginning to speak. eímai étoimos na páo stin aktí, she told him, face clearly conveying the sincerity of her words.

prin érthei to kalokaíri, thélo na káno mia axíosi. it would be upon them sooner than later, as would the responsibilty of motherhood. once the daughters were born, there would be no time for such ambitions. the siren wanted this done now, while she could still manage it.