Sorry, I haven't review for a long time, Rl has taken over me and I have not time at all.
No need to apologize, Fantasia, I certainly know what that's like!
The British landscape can sometimes be very melancholy, particularly in winter--but then the sun breaks through the clouds and the colors can be amazing, the more so for how dull it was before.
Yes, Dírmaen is taking over this story a bit, isn't he? But it doesn't seem to be making Elrûn very happy.
This new chapter left me as confused as Dírmaen.
He is very much adrift at this point. As a Ranger, he is used to always having something that needs doing. But he just can't settle to this finding a wife gig . . . .
Time will tell, I'm sure.
Thank you all for reading!