Redhawk Caldera the pink champagne on ice.

FitzDutiful laughed freely at Finley's question. "Indeed," he responded, his voice warm with the joy that he was feeling. "I've shown her around the Caldera lands and I think she's fully settled in now. I must admit, I was worried about her at Blackfeather Woods. She got her ankle broken at some point between me asking her to move here and her leaving. I suppose as long as she's safe now that's all that matters and I have no proof that they caused it..."

It was the first time Fitz had been able to air these troubles and a weight lifted from him by doing so as his words trailed off into silence. Until he realised he had monopolised the conversation anyway. "Anyhow, how have you been doing?" He was interested to get to know Finley more. Since they first moved here he hadn't had to opportunity to get closer to her. He'd take that chance now.