Moonspear dead things

i love how they are BFFs <3

Sialuk had never pressed Alaric on his past, and she did not intend to begin today. Instead, she listened patiently as he explained his hurt for Elentari's leaving. His anger. His worry. His bitterness. The Ostrega gave a solemn nod. She felt it, too. To know love is to know its loss, too. She had loved her children, and now they were gone. Many without even saying goodbye. She had loved Argent and Elentari, and now they were gone. For a brief moment in time, she had even started to love Killdeer. That one, at least, she had saved herself from. Perhaps she was getting wiser with each passing year.

You are a good friend, Alaric. I am grateful to have you here. She smiled, admiring the thoughtful gift of bones again. If there was one person she could always count on, it was him.