Change and more change... the constant of life.

Danica has returned to live with us, and little Elysian too. It is wonderful to have them back with us again. Danica has ever been like a sister to me, and though he never spoke of it, I always knew how Xan missed his son. Isolde has revelled in her big sister role once again. I admit that to see him raises once again my old regrets that I will never bear children of mine own. Much as I know this is not how to look at it. Ekysian himself is a little gift, as Issy is, and I am luckier than I can say to have them both with me.

Yes. There. That is how to see it. Not to grieve for what is not and what never will be.



And we have joined the Hidden. All three of us have beomce Steel's officers, to carry out his vision. It is a noble one. I hope I am worthy. Very much.