The concealed sanctuary opens beneath the western cliffs, broad enough for Nyxous to spread her stained-glass wings. Warm roots arch overhead, and clear water gathers in a stone basin.
Teral follows her into the hollow with the restrained raven secured beneath his wing. Behind them, Vaelith remains at the nesting ledge, guarding the hatchlings and the old refuge.
Teral
No court sigil reaches here. No ward answers for you. This place can shelter your life without claiming it.
Amber marks settle along the entrance, recognizing Nyxous without tightening around her. They reveal sleeping hollows, sheltered perches, and a second passage toward hidden water.
Teral
We can make this a home slowly. I will help build what you ask for, and leave untouched what you keep as yours.
Vaelith
I will return with emberroot and news from the nests. The sanctuary knows your presence, but it does not announce you.
The hollow grows quiet around Nyxous, filled by warm water, living roots, and distant wingbeats. Beyond its entrance, the hidden trail fades, leaving the sanctuary concealed and waiting.