brand new colony

Lanselos is in a fine mood. So fine, in fact, that he's changed his usual plan for the day around to accommodate a lunch in the mess hall with everyone else -- he's in a mood to be around people. Then maybe after that, he'll take himself back down to the range and shoot things.

Once he's got his food, he heads for the first open spot he sees. Which just happens to be next to one of those Lloyds; sometimes, he can't keep a few of the nephews straight, he can admit. He swings into the seat & claps the other man on the shoulder, with a cheerful, "Hey there, man."

It is, Athyr is sure, the worst night of his life.

Five hours earlier, Anna left on the ship to Manassah, as fiancee of Aloth Lloyd, taking their year-old son with her, and as of then all her connexions to Athyr have been erased, with the help of Merdhin and Cai, other than the fact of their siblinghood.

And now he is huddled in his room in a state of abject misery with a bottle of the strongest synth he could get hold of, trying to get over the fact that he is eighteen years old and the love of his life is gone. "Get over" here apparently means "black out". You win some, you lose some.