Herbalists' Cache long live the queen

morwenna listened, her gaze steady. black hawk’s words rang with the kind of loyalty that did not waver, and in that, she found her first breath of ease in days.
then you and i are of one mind, she said softly, firmly. her eyes, sharp as cut glass, held her husband's cousin. and i will not forget it.
a pause.
when the time comes, we stand together.