Hushed Willows Every day I've got a smile where my frown goes

Her heart was in her throat, painfully, when she caught the expression on Mae's face. It was the mention of Jakoul which had captured her attention. Reverie swallowed hard and nodded in silence, gathering her thoughts, wondering what anyone was meant to say in a situation like this. What were the proper words to use when describing a woman she'd hardly known to the daughter who had never met her?

Her name is Jakoul. She um... she didn't talk much when I knew her. I didn't know her for very long, to be honest, She paused, lingering for a moment over her next words. But I know that she loved you. Reverie spoke carefully, aware that this might not be taken well. Jakoul had left. She didn't know why. But she thought that Akavir might have had something to do with it.

Reverie, after all, had been there. She'd seen the pain and the exhaustion. She'd seen the love in Jakoul's eyes, the same love she felt when she looked at Blossom.