Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131223053737

(Okay, I can't resist one more.)

Torene stepped back from the scrying bowl and walked over to the cradle to scoop up the dark skinned child sleeping there. She held the baby close, smelling her sweet scent and smoothing a hand over the fragile, soft skull, covered with downy dark curls.

"It will only be for a short time, Koru," she whispered. "Your father is in trouble.  He needs my help."

Koru clasped her mother's finger and stirred only slightly in her sleep.

Torene's anger with Makoru had raged for a time, then cooled as the time for her lying in had approached. She could not help herself. He had a hold on her heart that she could not shake. When the baby had been born and Torene had seen Makoru's mark upon her, she had cried until she thought her heart would burst. Peri had been really worried about her and the women of the Coven had kept a close watch upon her, for this was more than just the normal depression after childbirth.

Gradually Torene had shaken loose from it, but she began to scry relentlessly, watching his movements, keeping tabs upon him, until suddenly the darkness began to block her. Then she worried, wondering what she should do. She kept Peri busy with errands to avoid the girl's probing questions. Besides, she needed Peri's assistance, for her plans were to move the Coven back into the Markarth area. Their old home was destroyed, collapsed, but they would find another.

Now she was being offered assistance. It was a gift she would not turn down. First, however, she needed to find him. She must beseech Meridia for help.