Sleeping Dragon burning the letters that might have redeemed you

At the sight of the black furred woman, Hush scrambled to his feet, his head bowed. He figured, from this woman's regal features and posture, that she was the second Queen. He had no reason to assume otherwise. He was used to being subservient to others - he had been raised this way.

Hush nodded, wondering if Gyda had told this woman about his muteness. He honestly hoped she did or that his new Queen was intelligent enough to figure it out. It would smooth relations between them a lot faster than if he had to go through the tedious motions of displaying his inability to speak.