A picture of her daughter rushed through her head. Vǫrðr was indeed a clever one. Usually, he just took a look out for anything dangerous but she had been able to train him to announce the arrival of guests. The crow croaked at the young woman that had just entered the house and moments later Katherine appeared in the hallway. The squeaky clean hallway.
"Hi, want to come through to the kitchen?" Katherine smiled at her, all donned up in a dark blue dress and a hair style she would have taken hours for. Rhysand on the other hand had merely waved his hand.