Swiftcurrent Creek rain for the water gods

arric rescued them both, it seemed. lestan looked to reverie, then pulled her against his shoulder with a warm gesture of camaraderie.
"i'll get her settled. resettled," he amended with a soft frown. he did not expect her to speak and yet he wished to hear her voice all the same. "we can — rendezvous another time."
the mayfair would dismiss himself with her, once it became apparent that akavir too agreed.