I was… so annoyed to put it in simple terms. I tried to brush it off, but of all the bad greetings I had this one had to be the most infuriating in some ways. After all what were the odds? Why did I bother asking, it was me after all that had this happen to. I shouldn’t question it anymore, still I knew what I would be doing as soon as I finished speaking with him. Regardless, I know that Avtandil and Viserys had gotten their ranks back. That was fine, I suppose I understood that I am taking on more of a task than simply healing or fighting. He would have to trust me, trust that I cared for this land and its success as much as he did, and that would take time and effort on my part for sure. What it was he needed me to do though that was now the question. I had some of my own ideas of what I could do on my own time to hopefully ensure he thought I was being helpful of some sort. For the moment though we should get to know one another, something that I didn’t think was getting off on the right start…

I could see his bright emerald eyes lighten in amusement, I understood why. If it happened to someone else and they acted as animated as I did I would have felt the same way. The small smile wasn’t lost on me either, but I was grateful that he didn’t really remark on it, or do anything further. I hated the smell though, my nose crinkled and it made it hard to focus seeing what just happened. I would take falling and rolling down a hill, a bug down my throat or any other number of things that seem to happen to me any day over… this. Ugh.. I take a deep stilling breath, regaining myself but getting a nose full of that stinch instead. This was going to be a long conversation for me.

His reply is short and polite. He comments how he feels he has a good head on his shoulders and I am grateful for that as well. Aster, I would like to think, she is a sister to me in a way, but her hot headedness and often brash decision making based on her own emotions could have started more trouble than I think she realized. She was lucky that Eden didn’t do more, or that any other political meeting went well. Perhaps people knew she was a little wet behind the ears still and gave her wiggle room. Something I never had, something she should be grateful for, but might not ever fully appreciate now. Arturio was older, and I think I am happy for it, wiser with it and perhaps less headaches in the long run. I nod in agreement, not seeing fit to verbally reply until he brings up wanting to know more about Spirane. Ah.. perhaps one of the few places I knew the least about, but mostly things from hearsay.

”Spirane is a home to the Mountainborn wolves. I hear that Kalseru and her lineage has ruled the mountains since before the meteor fall. They are a proud, old line, much like the angels if you have heard of them, but they are reclusive I feel. They stay to their safe peaks and often seem to wait for others to go to them for talks of peace. In my time in Taviora, Iromar, or even here to my memory they have never reached out first. That being said, I have no issues going there and speaking with them. They are good to have as allies, even if they are quiet wolves, they will start no trouble with you.” That was about all I knew about them, sadly my mother nor grandmother never really dealt with them, but from my time I found my words to be true. Taviora thought highly of them I knew that, but Asteraia never really had bonds with them other than saying they would leave one another be. However he had paused and mentioned Iromar.

”Iromar? I heard that it has been taken from Miss Pine. It was my first home, ruled by Aster’s mother, I feel it has fallen far from the times when I was a child. Is there something that I should know about you and Iromar?” I asked, tilting my head curiously, for if there was tension between ourselves and Iromar I would do best to avoid it for the time being. It made me sad in way knowing I had demon blood, was born to the moors yet likely would never set foot their again. My family’s love was made for the plains, but it was still my birth place, it still held a special part in me. He was far from thrilled though, so I know something must be amiss seeing how calm he had been so far.