Sun Mote Copse heal her hands by kneading up the bread

A familiar – and welcome – voice drew his attention.

Issorartuyok found Antha and another. The warmth of his dark brown gaze settled on her curiously. She had brought her sister to them. Tessa was the name that was offered for the unfamiliar shape of Antha’s sister. The northern man dipped his head in greeting. He smiled softly to both women across from him.

I am certain she would have a place in our village, yes. Does she have any skills she would wish to share? he inquired, casting his gaze between the two of them.

Another thought settled in his mind, and he fixed his sights on Antha, alone.

Does this mean you will stay, Antha?