"I do enjoy dirt. And mud, especially." The smell of rotting wood and breath of stags and the way her claws dig into the ground - She takes a deep breath and settles herself. It would be so nice to run, she thinks, but the woods are fairy magic, something she can taste in the air, and she'd rather avoid any of that if she can manage.
"So what did you do that the great princess deemed to smash your nose in?" She's quiet as they walk for a moment, glancing at his profile. So he has been to Camwood. And he is familiar with Princess Alia. A noble, definitely. They have a certain feel to them, she's been picking up. Capetian.
"It has seen better days, but King Philippe is a good ruler. Him and Queen Naya have done well to establish a sense of stability since his... unfortunate disappearance. The war was not kind to any of us, but war rarely is."
It's in her mind, the things she knows about the Aorlind court that Philippe spent days going over her with. Her fingers find the small bottle around her throat as she tries to think of it.
i mean i missed them in the sense that they do not happen as often now BUT NOW
"So what did you do that the great princess deemed to smash your nose in?" She's quiet as they walk for a moment, glancing at his profile. So he has been to Camwood. And he is familiar with Princess Alia. A noble, definitely. They have a certain feel to them, she's been picking up. Capetian.
"It has seen better days, but King Philippe is a good ruler. Him and Queen Naya have done well to establish a sense of stability since his... unfortunate disappearance. The war was not kind to any of us, but war rarely is."
It's in her mind, the things she knows about the Aorlind court that Philippe spent days going over her with. Her fingers find the small bottle around her throat as she tries to think of it.