#ch. Seer Blackwode

[potionio]

I adore her your honor.

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Miciela: My tea was bitter this morning Seer. - Miciela: And I swear there were noises from the woods. - Miciela: That paired with the blackberries on my doorstep. You know what that means, don’t you? - Miciela: Death. It means death is coming, Seer. I wonder for who? - Miciela: It’s not like we have anyone we care about that can die. Caleb can’t die, can he? -

Miciela: You know, I can’t help but feel you aren’t taking this seriously enough.