Arbor~
Madelyn o’Jenna
Twelvestones
Dymoon, 4417
Madelyn slipped between hedges in the weald and ducked beneath the branches hiding her secret arbor. A soft drizzle accompanied her this afternoon, bringing with it a rare solitude in the usually busy weald. She was alone for a time and counting every moment that passed as wasted.
Dara slept. When he woke, there’d be no hiding. Madelyn could keep a small detail from him simply by not giving it any thought, but he would come demanding answers this time. He would know what she’d brewed into his tea.
She would worry about that later.
She had left Cub playing in the nursery while his grandfather rocked baby Kyttromir to sleep. Her youngest son was a quiet, beautiful baby. He favored his father, and so remarkably so that all Twelvestones h
