“Come on, Rominy. It will be fun. Please?” She looks warmly up at him, and after a moment, he groans and turns away.
“Fine. But if it looks like a child built it before it crashes down around us, I take no responsibility.”
Dance in the Rain
Episode 82
“Well?”Rominysays,andElowyn tears her gaze from the tree to look at him.
“Well, what, my love?”
“How does one go about building a treehouse?”
She studies the tree again. “I assume we need wood.”
“Yes, I imagine so.”
Cerian usually just grows whatever wood she needs. Or Tharios. But Cerian’s better at it.
Not that either of them can help her here.
“How do humans get wood?” she asks.
“We cut down trees.”
She nods. “I thought as much. No wonder your forests leave much to be desired.”
“Well, we don’t cut them all down. Usually.”
“The air would be fresher around Levina if you planted more trees.”
“Noted.”
She sighs. “I suppose we’ll have to cut down a tree. How do we go about it?”
Rominy’s eyes burn into her, and she meets his gaze again.
“You know even less about building treehouses than I do, don’t you?” he asks.
“I...”
He lifts his brows, and she shrugs.
“It’s easier to build things when your brothers have plant magic,” she tells him.
“I imagine it would be.” A smile tugs at his lips, and he runs his hands over his face before looking back at the tree. “All right. Let’s try something else first. I wish for a treehouse like Elowyn described from her stories.”
They watch expectantly, but nothing happens.
“Well, that’s disappointing,” Rominy says.
“Building it ourselves is half the fun.”
“Says the elf who doesn’t even know where wood comes from without magic.” He bumps her shoulder with his own, and she sucks in her cheeks, trying not to smile.
“I know where wood comes from.”
“Uh-huh. Do you have a saw hiding under that dress?”
