[ Still breathless she says nothing for a long moment. She had known, always, that dealing so closely with the faeries in the woods would have consequences, but with the House so barren she had not cared and she had sought their comfort all the same. Laid down and dreamt in their fields, danced in their halls in her dreams, ate their berries, drank their wine, kissed their lords and ladies. She had known, but she had hoped...
She had hoped it would not be like this. That it would not interfere with the matters of the House, but what other business was there to meddle with? This tomb was her life.
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She had hoped it would not be like this. That it would not interfere with the matters of the House, but what other business was there to meddle with? This tomb was her life.
She wipes the blood from her lower lip.
And then she reaches out and open Kaevyn's jar. ]
You may be free here in my quarters.