Sleeping Dragon You could be a king, but watch a queen conquer

The fur on her neck rose slightly, defensive as was her nature. She ignored it, silent as she scoured the confines of her mind for some answer. What she could possibly say that would sound like she had some commitment to Heda? She had no reason to follow the dark woman, only doing it because she had wished to.

In the end she shrugged. It was a slip back into her silent tendecies, making no move to speak. Her ears flattened briefly as she questioned herself. She found she couldn't even remember why she had come to Drageda's borders in the first place.

"If you wish for some elaborate reason that she should trust me, that I should follow her, I can give you none. I have no reason whatsoever for following Thuringwethil and yet I do."