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the other introduced themselves, and deirdre's emerald eyes turned to behold him. i am deirdre stella mayfair, she introduced, her tone filled with ample pride and pomp, but not the arrogant sort, as she continued: queen of the forest you sit so near to. she hummed, though the edges of her lips were lifted into a smile that would show he was not so near that he offended, or merited questioning. what brings you to the ocean this hour? she inquired, and then seemed to think better of her words. it was without haste she tacked on gently: ah, i do not mean to pry so! you need not tell me, if you do not wish, the fair monarch offered him his out, if he did not wish to share her company for any longer than he had thus far.