Deeds will not be less valiant
because they are unpraised.
because they are unpraised.
Taking a bite of his own sweetly jellied bread, Zavien shookhis head at her question. "No no. Someone mentioned it to me when I first got here. I just hadn't gotten the chance to try it yet." When he'd checked into the inn, a Fae had mentioned a bakery with the best bread and jelly in Caido. He was reluctant to argue with them now. Licking a piece of jelly that had fallen on his finger, he offered a small section to Sol, who was looking up at him with eyes the size of golden saucers. "I wish I'd come sooner. I might have to go buy a jar to take home." Whenever that happened.
The thought sobered him a little, and Zavien went silent, thinking longingly of Stormbreak and how much he missed the city. It had only been a few weeks, but his heart already ached to see Lena and the Celestine again. He felt like he'd made large strides in his healing process, yet the nightmare and anxieties had him cautious to return so soon. Zavien wondered if seeing Lena again might help with that.
The thought sobered him a little, and Zavien went silent, thinking longingly of Stormbreak and how much he missed the city. It had only been a few weeks, but his heart already ached to see Lena and the Celestine again. He felt like he'd made large strides in his healing process, yet the nightmare and anxieties had him cautious to return so soon. Zavien wondered if seeing Lena again might help with that.
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