The peace in their new home didn't last long for the twins. The next morning under a meagre sun, they had begun to redecorate the place and make it more comfortable. Frasil had put herself in charge of finding new bedding, the moss was nice but it grew damp in the chilly night air and she feared catching scale rot if she used it for too long. Fainel was arranging fronds of the highland forest plants into a cover for the entrance of the cave, taking great care in...