Arrow Lake displaced

rhaenyra,

he uttered it back to her, rolled it on his tongue. he was not familiar with its origins but this was no surprise, was it? he did not understand the normal words she spoke.

bartholomew.

his toes flexed in the muddy bay of the lake. eyes drifted to look towards the north, the coast.

would the island heal him as it had before or was it still desolate? it did not matter, did it? his gaze returned to her once more. it was shamefully hard to look away once he had allowed himself to look in the first place.