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Maia didn’t think so either. She’d known even before she said it, but maybe someday that would change. Brecheliant was not set in stone - it was what it was for now, but maybe someday, Ceridwen or another of her children (or someone else entirely) would make it something different. Something better and new.

That’s good, because I expect to hear all about the people you meet and the things you learn. Maia replied, smiling as she did so. I’m so proud of you. I know you might not need to hear it, but I really am. I’m really glad you came and talked with me about this. It felt better than she could ever describe, knowing that Dwin felt she could come to her. If she only ever had that from her children, she knew she would be completely and utterly content.

Let us know, when you decide. We’ll be sure to send you off properly. The decision seemed like it was settled, but Maia wouldn’t assume or try to rush her towards it. Spring was only just getting started; there would be no better time to explore.