Broken Antler Fen Go ahead and cry, little girl

eljay, stalwart despite his soft look. not for the first time did teya think more favourably of his joining with brecheliant. despite whatever grudges she had once entertained, they were gone now, united in the face of this cunning man.
"i happy to entertain you, kynareth," the raven responded pleasantly, heeding the instruction of her older fen-counterpart. "i have place in mind."
with a glance to eljay, teya would begin to lead the saints' leader away for a more feral interlude among the stand of golden pines that ended where the fen began, far from the heart of the territory, from maia, from ibis — it would only be the two of them, there.