Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150227013352/@comment-32663439-20150227210236

Geistlig was in the garden as well. He was manipulating one of the gazebos into a little outdoor playhouse for Thyra.

Fanari leaned against the bench. "You didn't realize? What was so important that you'd forget about me? About us?" she said, sobbing.

Sylvia had stopped playing. She was watching the exchange quietly.