Sun Mote Copse And the sky is clear and bright

"Along those lines - yes," Wraen sighed, regretting now that she had spoken and acted out on impulse and had not chosen her words more carefully. She hated seeing her sister upset, she hated even more being the reason behind it. But the need to shield her from a potential relationship that could go very, very wrong was stronger. Heartbreak now was better than having a life destroyed. 

"Look..." she said, closed her eyes and composed herself, before going on, what she wanted her sister to know. "I do believe that Charon meant, what he told you and that it is very likely he is fond of you both because in memory of our mother and because you are special and one of a kind," she wished to give Maia more confidence in herself by saying this.

"But Charon is not a generous man," she went on. "He is the person, who lives, as if the world owed to him. At the end of the day, no matter, what he says or does, it's all about, what he wants with little regard of, what others feel or wish," she tried to express the harsh truth as softly as possible. "If you wish to keep him as your friend - that is your choice, but I ask you to be very careful. Keep in mind that he has a mate, has a family, has commitments and draw a fine line, where your friendship ends and where something more begins," she said. In other words - don't sell yourself cheaply.