Sunbeam Lair seorsum

They found an even ground—breaking past the spark of uncertainty and she found it an enjoyable moment. It helped, though, that he had provided gifts in the form of food—she hadn’t realized how famished she was until she had started eating.

“Hmmm,” she murmured, looking up to the ceiling above—feeling a certain relief that the rumble of thunder grew more distant now, and the rain seemed to peter off. “Nothing nearly as comparable,” she decided, realizing how lackluster her life had been. “Probably when I met a band of brothers and they took me in.” She paused, not sure how to explain how it had been. “They didn’t know much English—they were from the north. But they… looked past my size. They saw me as a survivor, and they treated me as someone more than the poor little orphan girl who lost pack after pack.” She shrugged, her eyes seeking his own. “They were my first real home. They became home.”