Deepwood Weald just a drop of water in an endless sea

he was entranced by the way she used language, and wondered what the words would be in her native tongue. but the charm of the words faded as the meaning set in, and adi cocked his head in query, gazing at her with solemn golden eyes.

you're leaving? he asked softly.

of course, sulukinak was free to go, ultimately. she had been unwaveringly loyal to dutch and morningside; what more did she owe them? and if family were coming to take her away, she ought to go.

still, though. . .he'd miss the quiet girl. and it was impossible to trust the word of a man he'd never met.

where will you go? aditya added, keeping his voice gentle.