Lys: Amends

Aithne was sad to see the look in Jason's face. She had to make amends somehow. They were virtually on the eve of battle- there wasn't time to wait for convenience. Taking up her bits and pieces and lightly plucked the towels from the boy's hands on her way into the kitchen. She put it all down in a corner near the dirty dishes, breathed a quick word of explanation to Lucretia, and flew outside, searching for them in the gloom of the storm. She found them just headed out of the garden. "Jason!" she called, waving an arm. "Jason, wait! Please!"

She hurried to reach him before he might decide to ignore her and ride off.

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