That had been a disastrous day, truly. Without the fever addling her brain, she would have handled things very differently at that tense stand-off. But what’s done is done, and now she is left with only the option of building upon what had started that day. Though things had grown quiet since then, she is not lulled into a sense of complacency. It is merely the calm before the storm.
This time, however, she would be much better prepared.
That explosive meeting had culminated in her departure, and ultimately the birth of her children. Without her pregnancy to drain her resources and her health largely restored, she feels much more like her old self than she has in ages. The plague still lingers, but she is much better equipped to fight it now.
And so she returns to the isle in the same way she had been taken from it. With her children and Briella safely tucked away on the tropical island, she no longer need worry about keeping them safe from the interlopers. They could command her full attention. And they would not like her full attention of they stirred her ire again.
Perhaps they could still come to terms here. Based on what she has seen since her departure, she somewhat doubts it. But then, stranger things have happened.
She touches her brother briefly by way of thanks before stepping onto the rocky shores. Spring has begun to bring a hint of warmth and promise of more life to the isle. Ether disappears behind her, leaving her alone on the island shore. Her sharp blue eyes study the landscape with a calculating air as she considers what their next course of action might be. Leilan has done well enough, but no one, no matter how fierce, could do it alone.
But first, she thinks, a closer look is warranted. So she steps forward, traveling parallel to the beach. She would need to return to her children before long, but time enough for this, at least.
i see your sins
and i want to set them free
