Re: Ana and her Brother Shea
Anastasia was sitting in her realm, pacing as she had felt that something was wrong. She went to her scrying pool, and looked in, scanning through the flickering of images across the land of the fey, noting that all seemed to be quiet and yet, her nerves were saying otherwise, and she wisely learned to listen to them.
She rose and paced, moving around the castle, her council following her and curious at her movements, before walking through the garden. It was here, as she breathed in the deep scent, that it had been months since she had spoken to her brother last. She reached out to connect with him telepathically, and found nothing.
A frown marred her face as she strode back to her scrying pool, asking to see her brther and seeing nothing but a wooden ring. Her features paled " Alright brother, what have you gotten yourself into this time, that I cannot find you "