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heda licked kikimora's head with soft thoughtfulness. "i saw him a few days ago, out in the valley. a ways from here." she flicked her gaze only once to anselm this time, having felt a jagged twist in her chest when she saw him turn from the boys.
the boys. not his sons. and never their sons. 
"he was upset. he said druid just came at him. that she said he was breaking rivenwood and that she told him to leave. he feels — disrespected, i think. he says druid attacked first, he defended, and she got hurt, that it was not his intention. but he left. he doesn't intend to come back; says their arrangement is over."
another look; stolen, for heda could not resist the expressiveness anselm often held. it reminded her of what she had lost.