LYSSARA
Three weeks.
Everything Dravenor had been building for four generations was coming apart in three weeks because my daughter had been born and her mark had activated a compact; he had spent four generations maneuvering around, and he was out of maneuvering room and had started moving. Three weeks was enough time to prepare and not enough time to stop being afraid, and I had decided somewhere between Nythera's last sentence and the walk back to the pack house that both of those things were acceptable and that the combination of them was probably what competence looked like when it was being honest about itself.
I walked the northern terrace for a long time after Nythera's account.
Not processing, I had processed it while she was speaking because that was how I received large info
