Unity

We left the bulk of the wedding planning to my mother, and since Onyx's parents had passed, Cass stepped up in their place.

Mother had been frantic the first time I saw her, her face pale and eyes wide with barely contained panic. It took several moments of soothing words before she calmed enough to explain what had happened. Even Nya had come along, though she lingered at the edge of the room, looking unusually sheepish.

I thought of our last time together and understood.

"I'm sorry," She murmured, her gaze cast downward. She shifted uncomfortably, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her tunic.

I reached out, gently cupping her cheek and tilting her face up to meet my gaze. "It's okay, Nya," I said softly. "This has been an adjustment for all of us."

She nodded, scuffing her shoe against the floor. There was hesitation in her posture, as if she wanted to say more but couldn't find the words.