"The Judge of Wings? You know about tha-- of course you do." But a handful of weeks ago, Larsa had no knowledge of that affair, nor of the events surrounding it and in a way, it was a relief to know that now he did. Not having to hold back on the things that she did know about was a great relief to her.

She reached out a hand to touch the petals of a white rose, in all its velveted glory. He knew what was in her future now. for a moment, she studied to flower and asked quietly, "Are things still peaceful?" Not that Penelo wanted to know there was another new war looming if there was, but still, she wished to know. It, along with one other tidbit of information, was all she really cared about enough to want to know before it happened. "And are you happy?"