Moonsong Glacier be the moth to my flame

serpentine vision flushed with consideration at his words, at his questions. she had not set out with the intention of romance or frivolous courtship. what she valued in a donor and what she sought in a husband were of two entirely separate brackets.

she currently valued the former of her desires far above the rest.

"i seek a brood of my own, and a safe place to raise them." she gave him a moment to absorb her words, to consider them on the tipping scale. "a husband would be an unforeseen bonus, though not a necessary one."

the same could be said for family. should she not find kinsfolk amongst the communities built in these lands, then she would birth her own.