Two Rivers Isle dasik

iseul was no princess. she held no land to her name she did not descend from a line of nobility, and she certainly did not inherit the desired genes for an empress. yet she knew of the culture behind all of what adylaide spoke. the stories spun by her grandmother reminded her of the conservative nature of her family and group -- despite the growth she had witnessed with her own eyes, there were still differences that kept them almost archaic.

"my home has 중매 결혼, where older female wolf, ah, picks others to love." an older model that has become dusty from the new life of marriage by choice, though still not out of commission entirely. grandmothers and respected women of the village with a natural ability to read what was left unspoken were up for the task to find lovers to unite groups together.

"it is silly, rules," she comes to say in a calm voice to ady, "love is, is not just... random choice." had she the words, iseul would have said more. she would have said that love is precious and treasured, something that cannot be forced or rushed. "i am happy ady has ulrich."