"You and Lady Nyrielle… are you…?" Adala asked, unable to say the last few words, but her wide eyes and trembling hands said everything her lips couldn't.
"Mmm," Ashlynn said as she saw comprehension dawning on the young lady's face. "In the Vale of Mists, no one would dare to judge you for loving another woman. Not after Nyri and I assembled all the leaders of the Vale to announce our betrothal and pledge our love to each other."
"The Vale of Mists isn't immune to being surprised by love," Ashlynn admitted. "When Ignatious started courting my lady-in-waiting, Heila, it caused a bit of shock because he's an Inquisitor and she's Eldritch… But people got over it, and Heila's father managed to demand that Ignatious court her for a full year before they marry, even though he had to stand up to one of Nyri's most powerful progeny to do it."
"Love finds a way," Ashlynn said. "Even if it needs a little help sometimes."
