-Adria-
Gazing into Leliana’s eyes, feeling the gentle touch of wind and the way it plays with her hair, Adria isn’t aware that they’ve left Tephra until her hooves begin to sink into wet sand. What her Queen has told her is something in the realm of possibility for the Southern kingdom; that Leliana herself was victim to their ways helps Adria to understand the ferocity in her leader’s words and actions.
Loess had been wrong for what they did, no denying it. Wrong for tearing families apart for their own selfish needs.
And yet, a small part of herself believes that there are families in Loess as well, just like Hyaline and Silver Cove, and Tephra and Nerine (though the north had been oddly quiet when she’d traveled past.) In her thoughts there’s nothing wrong with seeking revenge, but it’s a path full of turns that only leads to one destination.
“Thank you.” The Nereid replies, honest in her praise. For humoring her, for bringing her home, for giving her the opportunity to make this island a safe haven. The list goes on. “Tephra is strong beyond measure, but if I can help in any way… ” She smiles, “you know where to find me.”
Oh my love, don't forsake me; Take what the water gave me
