Dragoncrest Cliffs Sunsetter

at the indecision, lafayette began to bristle once again, and another snapped query was working its way through his mouth when chacal appeared on the scene. more than relieved to have backup, he glanced toward the tanzanite—

and the look on her face took him completely aback.

she was singing—not with words, but with melody. she looked upon the young man like mireille looked upon lafayette and his siblings, and. . .

perhaps, it would be all right.

is dis your manman? he asked the stranger, nodding toward his auntie with a gentle incline of his head—though he had a feeling that question was merely rhetorical at this point.