Larksong Grotto all dressed up in a pretty black label

her shoulders stiffen, legs halting as the other calls after her. Rook. she doesn't turn to answer, pausing a minute before reluctantly responding, Bloodh-flower.

it sends a shiver down her spine to say it.

Merrick had given her the name with such love and care. when she was his princess. when things were right.

Nyra had flung Aventus to the ground. Nyra had ripped open the chasm between the two. Nyra had killed Astara. 

it all came down to her.

but this Rook? Avicus doesn't trust anyone but herself to the downfall of the white woman, especially not a complete stranger.

she begins to climb again, hopefully, this time, leaving the woman behind for good.