Lystra's in her room. Tyan's not around (he's probably with one of his many babysitters), and she's just lying on her bed and enjoying the peace and quiet. It would be a perfect time for one of her lovers to show up, she thinks to herself ( Read more... )

Lystra's out on the porch, enjoying the cool autumn air. The weather at the Mansion is much colder than the weather where she grew up, colder than the weather at Clifftop, even. It's still as remarkable to her as it was three years ago when she first arrived. She's standing by the railing, thinking about home and the people she misses ( Read more... )