Swiftcurrent Creek violet curse

lestan outtie! <3

arlette gracefully turned in her depature. lestan listened awkwardly as akavir described some part of his life the returned mayfair had not known before, or — remembered. jakoul. his cousin reminded shardik of where his place must be, and then pulled in elegance away.
and suddenly it was just he and the young lovers. he caught the change in the tone of his young companion, heard it reflected in suzu as she spoke of her trials alone since the birth of their children.
"y-yes. a-akavir is m-my cousin." he took a breath. "i-i'm certain th-there's a l-lot y-you n-need to say t-to each other." shoulders squared. "sh-shardik. i w-won't b-be far."
unless he was stopped, the mayfair would turn then too, trotting away and with alacrity.