Kapitel 141: Getting Wise

AARYN

The morning after the disformed meet with Elreth, Aaryn walked downstairs in his home, his steps dragging because he'd had very little sleep. He was startled by the sounds of dishes clinking in the kitchen.

It couldn't be his mother because he'd just checked on her on the way down and she was finally asleep after being awake most of the night, wailing, or muttering to herself.

So he trotted down the stairs and through the living area to the dining room, to find Eadhye pulling dishes from the cupboards overhead, and with a pot on the stove, the heat from the fire inside it warming that end of the room.

"Good morning, Aaryn," she said, her still-mostly-brown hair at conflict with her wrinkled cheeks.

"Good morning?" he said, rubbing his hand over his face. "What's… what's going on?"