Northstar Vale Misó

Set shortly after the thread with Meadow.

Sorcha would be waiting for him. He was forced to remind himself as he crossed the border and entered his home.

Reyson’s scent was faded from the borders. Antigone wondered if he had been banished for his crimes, which consisted of nothing more than existing in his scarred body. It would delight him to know that the soldier had been removed. It would tickle him in ways that made him feel shameful.

Antigone had meant what he’d said to Meadow. He hoped that Reyson died. He hoped that his death was brutal and vicious and slow. He hoped that there were no herbs on the planet that would heal him. This mental image carried him through the vale and to his mother’s den.

@Tamar’s scent was strong. Antigone held his breath outside of his parents home.

Mom, we need to talk.