"Are the shadows wicked for veiling the horror of dangers lurking in their lakes?
If the darkness that deals great and horrible secrets had a voice of its own, would it warn the innocent and unassuming of the attacks dormant in the deep or would it silently watch the stabs to the naive?"
~
The Untenanted Cottage of Jehu,
Town of Hazenvale,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
The first Phrinight of the Second month,
XXI Year of Regency
Jaycob noticed that Aldric had been far too affected by the fiery catastrophe that had consumed the Lyrishveilian village. Lady Minerva stepped close behind the lad and placed a calming hand on his shoulder.
The boy stuttered in a frenzied nervousness, but the touch of the Chief Physician's palm seemed to soothe his tension.
"He must stay here to watch over the Xaviers whilst we complete our respective purposes", said she.
