Ankyra Sound Home is only a stones throw

Etienne had left in his grief. He had hurt and begged and pleaded, but no one could save those he loved. So he had sought to learn more. And it had been too much to lose everyone so quickly and then granme Roz had cut him so deeply with her departure even if it was deserved after life long lived.

It was the sound of the crashing of the water that alerted him someone was coming in hot. He barely had a chance to form a coherent thought before his chest tightened and his breath stalled at the sight of his sister's sweet face running full tilt. He didn't even know his sister had been able to move so fast.

She was beauty incarnate and he knew it. Just as their manman was.