The Sentinels She plays a thrilling violin, painful and sweet

“Speechless” was not a word often used to describe Lotte Ansbjørn, but speechless was exactly what she was in the wake of Furiosa’s praise. One sentence stood out in particular: “You know it's the queens that bear the most worthy children, and you will be so well-suited for motherhood that a crown is just as well as yours.” The smoke-and-shadow bard had always assumed that children would be a large part of her future — having come from a large, close-knit family, she envisioned with typical optimism her children and Dagfinn’s wreaking havoc on their aunts, uncles, and cousins — but the fact that her thoughts flitted immediately to Arturo made her nervous. She barely managed to dip her muzzle in respectful farewell before she plopped unceremoniously onto her haunches to consider what Furiosa had said. If the red herring had known that Lotte’s ideal sire was none other than the Ceannasach himself, would she still have offered such high praise?