[POV: Eira]
Eira sat at Alde's dining table, eyeing the woman intently as she put a kettle over a small cooking fire. Solenne had been shown to her temporary living quarters in the loft, leaving the two older women alone.
"If you stare any harder, you'll burn a hole in the back of my head," Alde scolded, looking at Eira with furrowed brows. "Why are you even still here? Don't you have a forest to get back to?"
Eira rolled her eyes dramatically, feigning offense. "Can't a druid take an evening to spend with a friend?"
"We're not friends, Eira," Alde corrected pointedly. "So, no. What more do you want from me?"
The druid clicked her tongue in annoyance. This woman had always given her a hard time, but her skill with alchemy and dark magic was unparalleled amongst humans, meaning she was very useful to Eira.
Fortunately, whether Alde liked Eira or not, the old hag owed her a favor… many favors.
