#baronyofthesilverwolf

And then...through out the hold, glittering chimerical snowflakes oddly etched in fire like glows manifest

Marigold can't help but smile. "Away three days learning from the Trolls, and you're ready to replace me as a Hearth, I see."

"Oh, my." She marvels...

"A hearth ? Oh please I.. oh..." A look around

"It's.. pretty.. summer flakes?"

And Marigold smiles, joy through her tears. Perhaps the mother hen has lost one of her flock, but the dreaming goes on, and happiness is blooming anew around them.

"Sunflakes, I would expect - if there ever were such a thing, here they are."

"Now, come along. You have your adventure to tell me about, before anything else." Marigold nods, and they go to the kitchen.
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