My Cup of Tea

"Yes," Vervain murmured. "I'm aware." For every step forward with Ashe, her daughter faced dozens of steps back. And in truth she'd thought that she and Alistair were unshakeable. That it was real. When Vai had stood among the candles and the bonfire at their wedding it had been a moment that would forever warm her heart. Having missed so much of Ashe's life, to be part of something so important was something worth reverence. Except... it simply wasn't to be. It wasn't either of their faults, in her opinion, but that didn't lessen the pain for either party. Vai arched an eyebrow at Kalt; whether intentional or not, his comments prickled her. A stranger could get Ashe to open up, had succeeded where her own mother had failed. Still, at least she was talking to someone. The huntress scoffed and shook her head. "I don't know, actually. I've known her for less than a year - but you can bet that I'll tell her what to do in a heartbeat if I think she's doing something dangerous." Shrugging her shoulders, Vai straightened up again. "Thank you for telling me. And thank you for putting a roof over her head, though it does sadden me that she wouldn't choose to come home." vervain I am always on your side