Hushed Willows And if we should die tonight

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Eleuthera liked Orlaith; thought she was dutiful and dedicated, if not to the extreme — but Eleuthera liked that in a woman. Someone who stood for something. The way that Orlaith felt about defending the Faeries was the way that Eleuthera now felt about the willows. If there was a threat, Eleuthera was determined to find it and snuff it out. Perhaps this was her purpose amongst Seelie Court.

Eleuthera felt concern begin to simmer in her gut as Orlaith described the events that had transpired. Orlaith did not speak in details, but details were not needed to quicken Eleuthera’s heartbeat. She felt the blood rush in her veins a little faster — she was soaking up Orlaith’s volcanic energy like a sponge. Her eyes, always dulcet, began to grow wild.

“Unfortunate? What happened?"