Raven's Watch birds of a feather

Mictec’s explanation only deepened the ache in Kirain’s chest. None of it had been her fault, none of it within her control.

“Fate follows its own laws, caring little for the rest of us,” Kirain said softly. “Your mother’s actions were cruel, and I’m so sorry for your loss.”

Her voice was gentle, threaded with quiet sympathy. Loss was something she knew all too well, how it lingered like a shadow, how its sting never truly dulled, no matter how many years slipped by.

"What will you do now?" She queried gently.