With the end of the world came new beginnings. Long-deserved spring worked its magic as the scent of flowers filled the air, melting the bulk of the snow and leaving the Vale in full bloom. Aurelia breathed it in.

Time to do her rounds.

She set off at a brisk trot, grateful to settle back into something of a routine now that the world wasn't crumbling in on itself. As she approached the borders, the sight of a familiar speckled coat caught her eye - normally Aurelia would simply maintain course and finish her task, but today, she veered off to meet her sister and catch up.

Dalmatia, she said. I saw Nottin last night. You have him positively smitten, you know. Never have I seen a man so enamored - Mother would be happy.

Tiberii and Euphemia also seemed to be doing quite well in that regard. Er - minus the incident with that strange, angry wolf who had shown up in a blind rage at their borders not so long ago. Alaric. Euphemia still had another suitor, but Aurelia knew the situation was delicate, if not tenuous at best given how everything had ultimately gone down.

She tried not to think about it.

What is new in your world, sister?