Dragoncrest Cliffs a small graceless child

she felt warm and bashful under praise.

some part of her fretted, but raising children to go out into the world was no less noble than raising them to support home, was it? regardless she was given a blessing from the gold dusted tanzanite.

thank you, chacal. her voice soft as it nearly caught in her throat. overwhelmed with emotions that she quickly blinked away.

for the time had come to discuss the pirate.

rosalyn had been right. it would not be fair, but it did not stop jorunn from wanting unfair things.

i know all will be loved by sapphique...no matter what role. but there was that lace of sad whimsy in the back of her throat.