(give ye joy)

“Thankee-sai,” Susan says, soft but clear. She couldn’t ever imagine comparing herself to such a queen, but she can tell that’s not what Drinian’s trying to say, and it’s strangely reassuring for all that she feels more fragile now, mayhap, than before.

“I’d only ever wish—-“

(bird and bear and hare and fish)

“—-for him to be happy.”