Word of the dastardly woman’s death spread quickly enough-- Elle picked up on it during a short visit to the market. It was a cause for at least a sliver of sadness; after all, she was technically related to her. Hastily, the big-eared elf gathered her groceries and departed. Upon getting home, she’d inform her husband, stomping away the snow on her boots as she spoke.
"Did you hear? Kypris is dead."
Looking up from his book, Asher didn't seem entirely concerned. "Oh?"
"I can't imagine how Cela feels..."
"A pity."
"Truly."
And that was the end of their brief discussion on the matter, the pair obviously not wanting to dwell on such a morbid thing.