Night settles over Nabbitt Farms. Mara’s animals are safely housed, the family papers are secured, and the enchanted dress rests with her belongings while your border collie sleeps near the hearth.
A noise from the kitchen wakes Dagg. He finds Mara beside the table, crying quietly with her mother’s shawl wrapped tight around her shoulders.
Mara Vell
I cannot see how to keep Vellstead, Dagg. The fields are my home, but the law may say they belong to someone else.
Dagg stays beside her until her breathing steadies, assuring her that the records can be faced one piece at a time and that she will not face them alone.
When the house grows quiet again, their shared affection becomes a gentle kiss. The rest of the night passes privately, and morning finds them half clothed, smiling at one another in the soft light.
At first sunbreak, Dagg prepares breakfast. Mara joins him at the table, while your border collie waits nearby and the sheltered animals stir beyond the walls.
Mara Vell
Then we should visit King Gandien. If your old friend lends his name to the matter, perhaps the lawful claim to Vellstead can finally be recognized. Will you take me to him?
“Yes, lets finish getting dressed. make sure yo put on the armored dress i gave you. Then we can head out the Hanor to see the King.”
SUCCESS (Superb Agility, rolled +0)