LOREN
Zariah’s certainty caused Loren to sigh. ”And do you think there was no other way to achieve that outcome?” Again, he spoke softly, and his eyes and expression were as neutral as he could make them.
Nodding in response to her question, he stroked Astra’s fur softly. ”Why wouldn’t the time frame of a threat matter?” Tilting his head at her declaration, he smiled faintly, though it failed to reach his eyes. ”And do you know which side that is? Or how to keep our family safe from the gods?” Again, his tone was soft and soothing.
Then, however, he gestured around them with his free hand. ”Who is trying to kill us?” It was a beautiful Flowerbirth day, with the sun shining, birds singing, and mud fleeing.
Nodding in response to her question, he stroked Astra’s fur softly. ”Why wouldn’t the time frame of a threat matter?” Tilting his head at her declaration, he smiled faintly, though it failed to reach his eyes. ”And do you know which side that is? Or how to keep our family safe from the gods?” Again, his tone was soft and soothing.
Then, however, he gestured around them with his free hand. ”Who is trying to kill us?” It was a beautiful Flowerbirth day, with the sun shining, birds singing, and mud fleeing.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
