Dragoncrest Cliffs a small graceless child

she welcomed chacal near. warm and open. this was different than the conversation with rosalyn. even if the topic was still much the same.

perhaps her sudden worries and hesitation might bloom into something kinder under the hands of chacal.

a soft nod given to her lover for her to carry on. she smiled, even if nerves wound around her tightly. i have never been mother before, she whispered softly. but lenora taught me that i would like to be.

even if the girl was gone now, even if her heart ached deeply.