Herbalists' Cache sweet smoke

Four children. Boys. Girls. She can envision she and her brother running with them in their adolescent years, the strength of Lanzadoii only growing in these lands. They could give her what she was never able to have with her own. 

There is a rumble in her throat, then a click of her tongue on the roof of her mouth. Love... Her head tilts and then she looks out of the den, hidden in bramble and darkness deep in the forest. @Dark Fang surely not far. 

Love. In all her years with Sotah, in four years of offspring, she does not think she has ever felt such a thing. Cen's love had been buried with Gheli. Meleys never had any to give.