into the light

Luckily they had picked out and modified the den with Crux in mind, so the towering queen was able to fit into the den without any issues. Her mothers question was… more loaded than perhaps the Queen realised. Where to begin? Triss was steadily building something for herself, and a part of her would always worry about and seek her mothers approval.

“I’ve been getting to know your friend Stolas, he seems nice.” She said as a neutral sort of starting point. “... And I asked Crux to marry me.” There, it was out in the world now. No taking it back. She looked at her mothers paws, suddenly worried what Widow would think. There had been a time when it had just been Triss and Widow against the world, and a part of Triss would always miss that. Did Widow miss it too?

"Cryptis"