Northstar Vale ein leerer raum

❝aurëwen,❞ melkor speaks it softly. ❝i knew her then, too.❞ her knew both sides of the fey queen and loved her despite the faults — and really, who was he to judge when he had his own faults that damned him? it wasn't like he had been the most loyal, the best father; when in fact another man had raised his own daughter entirely. though quellcrist might call herself a mayfair and though melkor thinks it's only right that she does she is a fearghal-ansbjørn thru and thru.

❝thank you.❞ melkor offers softly, graciously.

and then deigning not to linger upon his own grief, steels his shoulders. ❝we aren't staying here.❞ melkor announces. i cannot sleep here knowing it is here, in my arms that she died. ❝courtfall isn't courtfall without her. i'm not sure where we'll go or what we'll become but —❞ he trails off here. ❝we'll forge a new path.❞ hard as melkor expects it to be.