Dragoncrest Cliffs what good is it now

it was not her place to make these calls, but her heart ached for the woman before her — for the wayward children.

i cannot say what we can do or can't do, i am not leader.

an apologetic look as her brows furrowed. half tempted to offer herself as a helping tribute. except her life was no longer just her own. if she vanished, sapphique would know

i can call, though. they are kind women, they will know what to do.