DELAH
Why. It is such an easy question for the fae to get around, as were all of Amalia's questions, as open-ended as they were. "There is something in you." Delah says tensely, eyeing the calf as it happily floats by Amalia. "Ianto?" The chieftess repeats, her lips quirking softly into a smirk. "He has been...vouched for." Delah replies, the thought of Arduinna stilling her smirk from spreading and instead sending a cold chill through her body."Just as this creature vouches for you, though not in the same way."
In places deep
With roots entwined
I live the life I left behind
With roots entwined
I live the life I left behind
