Noctisardor Bypass How would it ever get me by?

He didn’t answer, which Druid supposed was telling in some way. She just didn’t know what it meant. Although part of her rankled when he proceeded to brush past her, she clapped her mouth shut and made no move to stop him. She did turn her face, shrewd eyes tracking his movements, but let him disappear into the greenery.

She was left there to stew in her thoughts, which circled back to Etienne. The Den Mother hung her head, feeling like she’d let him down even worse than before. She mouthed a silent apology, wondering when she’d have the opportunity to offer him one in person. It went without question that she could confess at the first opportunity, though Druid had no idea when she’d see his face again.

Druid kept her head down as she pushed toward the borders. She intended to patrol, though instead she found herself walking beyond the arches, heading west. She wondered if Etienne was right to step aside, let Anselm and Heda build a life and look after the children together. Druid wondered if she ought to do the same.