|(#TwilightRealm, #Witches, #Oakenlings, etc. belong to the lovely @LadyLeaf)
Because High Mistress Jaenell's crimes involved the death of a Witch, even a Light Sister, she was confined to her quarters and supervised errands outdoors. As Istharé was leaving Ankanas, her unplanned route took her past her aunt's home. Immediately a wrist shot out of the door and grasped hers, pulling her inside. "Shhh!" commanded the older woman. Seeing rebellion in her niece's eyes, she added, "There's no time for that. We might still be able to secure the Alu Sage if you do exactly as I say." Istharé's brows rose, but she managed to bite back a retort. "Good girl. I understand your frustration in wanting the prize for yourself and then being unable to follow up due to losing your coven. But you'd never have held him, anyway. You lack what I can provide for you: bonds of litella, hastily coated after my first failure, however, they should now suffice."