@fawnslay. sc.
“ARE YOU CERTAIN THIS IS WISE, MY GIRL?” far be it for eleanor to coddle her daughter. greer was always a willful girl, and eleanor was doing far more dangerous things at her age. still, the timing of this hunting trip worried her. fingers brushed over greer’s wild hair, smoothing down the wispy curls that floated around her head. “even if this isn’t a blight, there are still darkspawn roaming about,” worry makes itself clear in the crease between her brows. “whatever you choose, my darling, i respect it. i just want you to be careful.”













