Long Lost

Together, Dusk and Theseus had walked back from the dam. The going was slow as they were in no real hurry, so it was dark when the castle rose up before them. Lights from various fires could be seen illuminating the various windows. The midnight fae led her uncle though the main gates and down the stone path that led to the front doors.

It was dark, but it wasn't all that late just yet. Dusk released a low howl, calling for her parents and her old aunt if Iolaire was within earshot. You never could tell with her.

In the meantime, the antlered girl led Theseus into the great hall, offering him a place to rest upon the piles of furs by the fire. Lynx-tipped ears flicked backwards for a moment. "Uhh... this is the fire of the great hall. My grandmother, your mom, decreed that it should never be extinguished and should always be a beacon to lead the stray ones to safety." It felt right that she share this with Theseus. "Are you hungry? I can get you something to eat from the stores."

"Dusk Carpathius"