Deepwood Weald I Don't Belong Here

The affection made her laugh again, though this was more akin to a schoolgirl’s giggle than the laughter she normally had.

You want me to be honest? She dared jokingly, her face bright as she poked at the taller man with her nose.

Astraios. She said after a moment, her face softened as she began to explain.

Its another name for the Titan Astraeus, who ruled over the dusk and the winds. And, to her eyes, that seemed to fit Vorilye far better than the mantle that currently rested on his head.