Moonspear ^______________________^

Tiuttuk truthfully didn’t follow Pala’s logic, though she said nothing. She let the woman say her piece, then ignored the knee-jerk desire to blindly reassure. Rather, she took a moment to focus, processing everything she knew so far, which now included a name: Chaudry.

She finally broke her silence to say, I believe you, and then, Do you think he came here because he regrets what he did?

It probably didn’t matter. Chaudry had insisted Pala had taken their sons, abandoned their daughter and left against his will. Pie didn’t believe any of this, though he hadn’t been lying about the little girl. Tiuttuk chewed the inside of her cheek.

Chaudry said he wants to make things work, she said, searching Pala’s face for any sign of how she felt about this proposition before stating her own opinion. He doesn’t seem like a very nice guy. Which makes me wonder: is Sydonie… is she in danger, being stuck there with him?

When a sleepy Ludovicus sprang out of the ulaq, looking for his father, Treepie frowned. Chaudry seemed like a terrible partner, yet it was clear his son missed him. Maybe he wasn’t such a bad father? Then she reminded herself that he’d exiled the very boy who now called his name in yearning.

Her eyes darkled.