"Tal!" Leona cried as she came inside from the training field and went to pick up the small boy and hug him, "Mama said that you were still on the farm!"
"Dunath and I were asked to come back to Silvermoon," Aerie smiled, the blonde girl turning from where she was speaking with the orc and Mira, "We’ve brought the last of the tree saplings and the notes on how they were cultivated, now all we have to do is plant them and wait."
"It will take some time, but the Elements are hopeful," Dunath said quietly, "And no, we cannot impose," he turned to Mira.
"At least let Taladren stay," she smiled at the toddler, "I… have missed caring for him, and he and Leona are close. As his father and elder sister are both away, I do not mind watching over him, and I doubt Varotin would mind."
"He can sleep in my room," Leona said, then chewed her bottom lip, "…then Kit’s mother is still…"
Aerie frowned, “She is fulfilling a destiny that I cannot foresee, only that she will be lost in both Light and Shadow before she is brought back from the dead again. The Children are guiding her, the same that guided Ladnis…” she paused, “It’s like ice cream, the fudge and the vanilla blend together to become one.”
"And we cannot worry on it now Aerie," Dunath said quietly, "Come on, we were asked to set up her farm in Eversong, remember?" he turned to Mira, "If you do not mind watching him, it will give us time to put things together."
"It is not a problem at all," she promised, "Though, may I ask if I can take a vial of your blood? I have my own research to attend to."