Nova Peak Trust your heart if the seas catch fire.

The pain she felt for her beloved Ciri was immeasurable. For too long had her baby harboured such uncertainty, such confusion. Nyx hated herself for letting that manifest but now, as she stood before her daughters' father, she knew she there was an opportunity to make it right.

To heal her blackbird, however, would be sure to break Mahler's heart.

Nyx' yellow eyes clouded and she blinked, desperate to rid them of any sign of welling tears. "Oh, Mahler," she looked at him then, brow furrowed, "we both know that won't solve this." If anything, drawing attention to the coastal she-wolf's cruelty would do nothing but create further problems. She cared too much for Mahler to see him suffer as well.

"They matter to you and I," she carried on, a tightness in her throat to admit, "and I wish that was enough, but it's not. Not anymore." She could squirrel them away no longer. They were growing so fast, and deserved better than to reside in Sagtannet's shadow.