Emberwood afypnízo

She didn't reprimand him. She didn't demand answers. She didn't offer empty platitudes of it's okay it's okay it's okay. She simply held him, and let her love flow through her wordless song.

A for a long while, he let himself breathe.

Pray.

Think.

Reverie running -

I've messed up.

Reina gone -

I hurt them so much.

Tybault.

I thought I could find her, his voice came between steadier breaths. Though he hardly knew his niece, in the moment she and her brother were the safest family here. I've been so worried, I'm so - afraid? More than that. And Reverie wouldn't listen. And I - I -

I hit her! There had been something wrong there, too, with her - and he had shoved her down, like his mother and father had taught him.

Where is she?

His breath hitched.

And where's Foxglove?