Takes place as they enter the city.
Anu's family had been the most affected, their mother stolen from them. Granted, she had no younglings needing a caretaker, but her youngest were definitely affected by everything. Silvano only had his brother missing, though his mature presence was missed. Savina was not a happy woman either, with her close friend and her eldest son taken captive as a prisoner of war. And there seemed to be very little that would make a smile come on her face lately, but no one was smiling now, were they? There seemed to be no reason to smile much lately, even with the antics of the youth. Even the strangers that joined their midst seemed to sober fast after their initial elation at joining a family.
The Sadira youth was reading the library when the dust and the dim lighting were getting to his eyes. Rubbing at them, he had chosen to leave the library, rather than brooding about the state of the world at the moment. His world seemed to have been on a steady downward spiral ever since Artemis's fall in the winter, and then kept getting worse. Giselle had turned him down, not once, but twice, and that stung him something fierce. He knew he had to be optimistic with her, and persistent. But it was beyond hard to think about doing it further. Leaving the library, he had decided a trip out was what he needed to distract his heartbroken mind. And ran into one of Anu's sons. Silvano knew him vaguely, and knew him more as a cousin than anything else.
Somehow, the usually quiet and rather anti-social Sadira male convinced Cypress to come with him to Halifax. The destination had been impromptu and all of a sudden. Still, the two of them were heading into the city, which had taken the better part of the morning. It was rather brisk out as the weather was turning; fall was here and the winds were getting colder. It was not yet cold enough to bring out the scarf, but Silvano thought it was a good idea to start looking for supplies for the winter. "Okay, where do we start?" he asked his companion, shoving hands into his pant's pockets. After Giselle protested his lack of garments, he had taken up with wearing these old things.
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