Berende

During the two months since Bhelir had become the ambassador of the Featherheel in Boughshade Town, he had had to learn much about the profession, considering how ill-equipped he had been when he had started. He was starting to get a hang of it, and had realised that all he really had to do was maintain relations and observe. He had already written to Aryyna once to inform her of how things in the Boughshade Clan were going, financially and politically; he’d also attached a personal letter, in which he had told her how he was doing and asked her how father was. He dreaded the answer, but had to know. The beginning of his stay had been

They were sitting in the day room in silence when the bedroom door opened and Kaira motioned them in. Her expression betrayed nothing, but Adrahn thought her eyes looked more distant than they had appeared in a while. The room was dim, the only light coming from the single window facing to the back garden. A small fire was crackling in the hearth, and the room was warm. Kaira went to the form on the bed and whispered something to him, obscuring their view. Then she sat down on the bed by his head, her hand placed gently on his shoulder. Humans were such strange creatures, Adrahn thought, as he approached the bed and the withered man lying i