Emberwood So once for the bright sky, twice for the pig sty, thrice for another day

Reverie was reminded in some ways of herself and Tybault. Her brother, too, had been quite clingy with her in their early months. Cross when she went off by herself or with Rose. Especially with Rose.

When they were both safely out of the hole, she reached out to help dust off her niece's coat. Of course you can play with them, Reverie assured the girl easily. You can always come stay with us when Carnelian is busy. Maybe I'll show you some places around the valley, hm? It felt natural to speak to the girl as if she were one of her own daughters. She seemed so... young. Much younger than Reverie had felt at her age.