Lost soul

He didn’t know. Gods above he didn’t know. Marina closed her eyes, a soft whimper leaving her. They had disbanded, seemed to have moved more towards Eastern Boreas... Marina felt her heart aching in her chest. It was as though she were breaking all over again, trembling before Arvandor with worry and fear. She might have lost her babies forever... And it was all her fault.

Another voice distracted her from her thoughts. He was not a youth she recognized immediately... Though something about him struck her in a way she couldn’t describe. She listened as introductions were given, but no further bells rang. She shook her head, softly giving her own name. “I am Marina Agatsuma...” Her voice was quiet as she introduced herself, glancing from Jackson to Arvandor and back again. She felt awkward remaining here yet... She felt like she should stay.