Lena
Grateful he stayed close but not entirely so near, she breathed a little easier. Mittens seemed to feed off her restlessness and hovered and hung around her shoulder, alternating between levitating and glaring, and her fingers twined around the thread of stems once again.
It was easier to hear his portions than to lean or stare at her own, so her head tilted slightly, a swift study, before flickering back down into the soil and gardens. She hadn’t realized the depths of his connection with Sohalia, and all of it tasted bitter in her mouth, a shaky breath shuddering from her lungs, because she had nothing to offer him in all those worries and sentiments. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I tried to find out, but Dahlia -,” she choked down a response, eyes gaze meandering around, wondering how much the woman could hear and if anywhere was safe. Gods, she was shocked she was still permitted to wander around after resigning from the council. “Said Sohalia found the pressure of leadership too much to maintain, and stepped down. And as far as I know, no one has seen her.” And how did one search for an individual who didn’t want to be found?
Who’d been just as lost, if not more so, than the rest of them?
It was easier to hear his portions than to lean or stare at her own, so her head tilted slightly, a swift study, before flickering back down into the soil and gardens. She hadn’t realized the depths of his connection with Sohalia, and all of it tasted bitter in her mouth, a shaky breath shuddering from her lungs, because she had nothing to offer him in all those worries and sentiments. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I tried to find out, but Dahlia -,” she choked down a response, eyes gaze meandering around, wondering how much the woman could hear and if anywhere was safe. Gods, she was shocked she was still permitted to wander around after resigning from the council. “Said Sohalia found the pressure of leadership too much to maintain, and stepped down. And as far as I know, no one has seen her.” And how did one search for an individual who didn’t want to be found?
Who’d been just as lost, if not more so, than the rest of them?
little more like coming home
