Dragoncrest Cliffs and i was extra cold

you won’t. sobeille answered, expression deadpan save the subtle lift of one corner of her mouth. she did not expect gifts in return. truthfully, this bombardment of gifts came from val. it cost nothing to steal the pearl left on erzulie’s grave by the aventurine. the tooth, long admired for its legacy as a relic of past violence, had been replaced by sobeille’s red fang.

she nosed the freshly upturned earth. if she could name the emotion stirring her blood it would be anticipatory delight; now, every time she woke she would have a new troublemaking friend to look out for. astera, for all her fun, had turned quieter as of late and sobeille was dreadfully lonely.

what your favorite meal be?