|(#TwilightRealm, #Witches, #Dorch #Fae, #Oakenlings, etc. belong to the lovely @LadyLeaf)
When Brin woke the next morning, Hawkeye was already alert, sitting opposite her, watching her with a curious expression on his face. Wordlessly, he handed the Witch a mug of tea, and waited until she'd finished it before speaking. "It... seems like a dream," the Oakenling mused.
"It does, yes," Brin agreed, "but my hair is clean. I'm pretty sure it happened." She half smiled. "It'll feel very strange to me, going home, not having to worry about who might be trying to kill us." There was a silence that bordered on uncomfortable between them, a thing that hadn't happened in weeks.
"That... was quite a promise you made to my... to Jess. I must thank you as well. I could never have made it this far without you, much less had the knowledge or power to release her." The Oakenling was leaving much unsaid, unsure of how to lead up to something so earth-shaking: her name, Dannan.