Sleeping Dragon Out of my league

Although the name definitely meant something to Gyda, as evidenced her her reaction, it soon became clear as day that she didn't actually know Floki personally. Wildfire felt her limbs loosen a little at this information. She was glad for it, if only because it meant things were slightly less complicated. Her lips twitched faintly in humor when the queen referred to Floki and his sibling as babies, understanding the sentiment even though she had only ever known Floki, his brothers and sister as (nearly) full-grown adults.

Now, should she mention the exact nature of her relationship? Did it matter? She decided it didn't, which could have meant Wildfire just brushed it aside, but it was for this very reason that she admitted, "I was romantically involved with him. It didn't work out." Although that was as simple and straightforward as anything—not a drop of drama in sight—Wildfire's heart still beat rapidly in her chest as she anticipated a reaction of some sort from Gyda. She wished she could have said they parted on civil terms but of course that wasn't particularly true anymore, not following the circumstances of her departure from Moonspear.

But before the leader could even formulate a response, today's penchant for blurting reared its head again as Wildfire hastily said, "He's doing well, as far as I know, and I wish him only the best. But it's all in the past." There. She couldn't speak for him or say they were still friends or anything as idyllic as all that but at least Gyda would know Wildfire wasn't carrying some sort of torch (for better or for worse) for her unknown baby brother.