Broken Antler Fen Go ahead and cry, little girl

teya was canny. having kynareth close would assuage her own wants, and his as well; the idea of being possessed by him inside her own packland was too pleasurable an idea to deny. yet with children close, and their council not yet met to decide the fate of their alliance, it would not do well to allow him to traipse through their land.
she thought of the way the mountains bordered the fen, how the shadows fell there, from the heart of the packland.
"if it if yes from eljay, it yes from me. but," and teya was willing to let kynareth think her unfair, "we not stay here. i show you." 
better to be secluded. the little raven wondered swiftly if the others of the saints would be so acceptant of their affair — perhaps not! and for the first time since they had begun, she wondered if he had a wife in the hinterlands.
she pushed aside the jealous thoughts, looking patiently to eljay. they did not know one another so well, but she felt assisted by his presence here.