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The next day, she blinked in surprise as Eris switched between sitting with her and sitting with Walt. While they sat in the carriage, they didn't speak. They just read their own book. In the morning, Eris had insisted to treat her wound again before they would travel any further. He was sitting with Walt in the front now, but she was so immersed in her book that she didn't know what they were talking about. That was until she heard her name pop up.

"Oh yes, miss Terrin and I know each other for a very long time. We met when my youngest daughter fell ill. She was on assignment in our town and when she heard Elodie was sick, she halted her assignment and came to see if she could help."

"Did she?"

"She did." Walt's voice sad. "Elodie was on the brink of death when she came around, in pain day and night. But Terrin said she would find anything that would possibly help. She left on her horse, riding through the forest. I honestly thought we would never see her again. A week later she was back. Elodie's condition was incurable, but thanks to miss Terrin, she lived pain free for another decade. She had the chance to meet the children of her sisters, to meet her Mate. Her last wish was to see the Dance of Trees after miss Terrin had described it all those years before. So, she made all the necessary arrangements. When the last leaf of the night flittered back to its place, Elodie blew out her last breath. Surrounded by her family, by her Mate."

"By Terrin."

"Terrin is family."

She smiled to herself. After leaving the Autmn Court, leaving the people she loved, she had been alone for a long time. Almost a century had passed before she met Walt and his family. And ever since then, they took her in and treated her as their own. After Elodie's passing, Walt insisted on being her driver whenever she needed. So, after she precured the carriage, she took him op on the offer, under payment much to Walt's chagrin.

"You said she was in town for an assignment." Walt hummed in response. "What was it?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "That's between her and the people who hire her."

Walt knew what she was, what her abilities were. He was the only one that knew the full extent of them, but like he said, he didn't know the assignments. But he did know what she mostly did, vaguely. Even before the curse, Eris didn't know everything. But one of them, only manifested when she turned two hundred.

Eris was silent for a long time, the only noise was the wheels in the snow or the horses' hooves. Then, "Did she ever mention where she came from. Did she... did she ever mention me?"

Walt didn't look at him when he answered. "Miss Terrin told us that she came from the Autumn Court but was now stationed to wherever they needed her to be. She told us that she left because it was time. I'm sorry, but she never mentioned you, General."

"And you didn't question why I'm riding with you?"

"I never question miss Terrin's actions. It isn't the first time she had a travel companion." Terrin saw him tense but Walt, obliviously continued. "I have a feeling you knew each other before she left the Autumn Court. But I've heard of you, Eris Vanserra." She blinked. Walt had never addressed any Lord or future Lord so informal. His voice even sounded bitter. "I don't know why you insisted on travelling with her or what your intentions are. But she is too good for you. She is good." Unlike you, was left unspoken.

"Don't worry. I know." The future High Lord answered. Not even blinking at the harsh word Walt had spoken to him. Maybe he was used to it by now. She hated every single thing she heard about him these past centuries. How cruel and hateful he was. What he had done to Morrigan, particularly the way he did it.

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