Herbalists' Cache white flag

blackbird is quiet for several long, stretching seconds. the silence is intense, overwhelming in all capacity. it is the great dam breaking, the waters rushing forth. he is at a ledge.

he takes a step off. eyes of blood red searching the single eye that the chieftain holds.

he has sold morwenna out. now, he considers forgetting completely any and all affection for gjalla. it is unthinkable. the suggestion of suliya; blackfell hesitates. suliya is a strong woman. he says, but hesitation—

but i will be lanzadoii because i become. not because i marry her. his determination, his pride, leaking through. he does not let things come to him. he is a man who cuts out any scrap of power known to him. an ambitious heart calloused and blackened.

but i will consider, it is true, but he turns his head to search the distance. i will speak to her. and his eyes grow cold, thinking of what gjalla has done. this is her fault. it is her doing. and blackfell must go forward…

with or without her.