Island in the Mediterranean Very early Friday Morning
Safely away from everyone, Leda settled herself down on the beach, and let herself break down. She felt somehow that she had failed Triela. What business had she going on a fun vacation when her friend had laid dying? Why had she had to call to get the news? She should have been there.
She should have found a way to save her. Like Triela had indirectly saved Leda. She let the guilt and grief wash over her and wept, until she felt herself drained of it all.
Tomorrow there would be a chocolate wielding half elf adopted sister named Sai. For now she needed solitude.
[Establishy]