Vervain
”I’m glad you like them. I’ll trade you some of your blend from the Grounds for anything you want from that tin,” Vai says, smiling and pouring water into their mugs to brew the tea, returning the kettle to the stove. As she moves, she considers Sam’s further questions. ”I imagine that Remi and Ronin have, certainly, as members of the council. And Zeph too. I could ask around, see if anyone would be willing to tell you more. Maybe you could meet one then as well.”
Alas, their easy conversation is not destined to continue. Sam’s silence draws out, Vai returning to the table in time to meet his eyes as he looks up at her. She can’t miss the tears, the witch frowning and running her fingers through her hair. ”Are you alright? Is... did I say something wrong?”
Alas, their easy conversation is not destined to continue. Sam’s silence draws out, Vai returning to the table in time to meet his eyes as he looks up at her. She can’t miss the tears, the witch frowning and running her fingers through her hair. ”Are you alright? Is... did I say something wrong?”
