Hushed Willows [m] So I'll stay right here 'cause I'm better all alone

Lestan.

Lestan. Reverie scarcely registered anything beyond his name, that name she'd once loved so much, that name she'd once taken comfort in, that name which had once been home to her. And her eyes filled with tears but she hardly felt them. How did Mae know that name? Why did everyone speak about him as if — as if they knew, when they didn't. None of them did.

Because of her. He was gone because of her. Reverie watched Mae go in helpless, shattering silence, and her voice would not return to her. She cried in silence.

After a time she left her den, and the stone there at the entrance, seeking safety. Solitude. That night, Reverie did not return.