Phoebe nodded in confirmation. "The whole wood would have been torn apart if not for the Mathair." she said. It was literally the web that had kept the region from separating. But she smiled at his offer to help. "I appreciate that. Maybe you can come help me set up a government building? I don't even know where to start with that." she admitted. He lived in one after all. Certainly he had some ideas.
"I'm glad to hear it." she said with a grin as she coated the chicken. "Hadama has helped me a few times. He seems like a good man." she said. Quiet. But good. "He is a man of few words though, isn't he?" she said, glancing at Harper.
"I'm glad to hear it." she said with a grin as she coated the chicken. "Hadama has helped me a few times. He seems like a good man." she said. Quiet. But good. "He is a man of few words though, isn't he?" she said, glancing at Harper.
the nightingale
laughter is the language of the soul
