Sleepy Fox Hollow Go get yourself under those dead-sea lights.

Etienne was as always besotted with his sister. He adored everything about her and rue the day anyone said she was difficult or anything. The wrath with which he would dole out would be worthy of Poseidon.

Etienne had made it his mission to gather as much information as he could. In the hopes that this would help Anselm in some way.

A searing pain in his chest. Stole his breath. Anselm wanted to go to rivenwood. Where Heda was. Where his babies if they were might be. And it hurt it hurt so bad. But Etienne said nothing.

Instead he smiled. Dat be soundin' good to me, yea. I need go dere anyway be checkin' on dem.