12/1/2025, 8:25 PM
“Him... not like me.”
She may as well confess it now, in case Euphemia is expecting a willing patient. “Him may be take as betrayal.”
Iglux̂ had been so certain in dawnbreak, and somewhere between the pass and reaching the valley floor that certainty has thinned. She risks Cen thinking the same. Bringing an unfamiliar woman to tend his son's wounds so long ago closed.
But they weren't healed, and stubbornness has overridden the silver's complacency. She gazes beyond a shoulder at the healer, maw full of strong green roots, and pulls her lips apologetically. Crying wind knew these storms, has lived them. It hardly seems just to subject Euphemia to the tempers of lanzadoii men.
Lithe legs freeze up as she strides the groaning rocks and withering silence of the woods, pelt clinging thickly in winter dampness.
The air, after testing, tells her Caan is near.
She may as well confess it now, in case Euphemia is expecting a willing patient. “Him may be take as betrayal.”
Iglux̂ had been so certain in dawnbreak, and somewhere between the pass and reaching the valley floor that certainty has thinned. She risks Cen thinking the same. Bringing an unfamiliar woman to tend his son's wounds so long ago closed.
But they weren't healed, and stubbornness has overridden the silver's complacency. She gazes beyond a shoulder at the healer, maw full of strong green roots, and pulls her lips apologetically. Crying wind knew these storms, has lived them. It hardly seems just to subject Euphemia to the tempers of lanzadoii men.
Lithe legs freeze up as she strides the groaning rocks and withering silence of the woods, pelt clinging thickly in winter dampness.
The air, after testing, tells her Caan is near.
