Bramblepoint they should deliver all my blessings in small brown paper handbags near the porch

dacio moves closer, aiming to block her from the rusalkan leader's view. praimfaya allows this, though there is another imperious lift of her chin gone unseen by the bulk of dacio looming in front of her; but it seems the stranger has a last card to play as she speaks again. no, the aspiring commander replies curtly but it was a half truth. despite her biting response she is curious — curious as to why this woman was so fixated upon her, curious as to what this woman might seek isi for. according to her, verx had joined them. them. the enemies of drakru ...of roankru. as this was never mentioned by either verx or aurë ( at least in praimfaya's presence ) she does not believe it.

what reason does she have to? verx and his children were safe in kaistleoki, this praimfaya has seen with her own eyes. just weeks ago, following blodreina's untimely end she and ingram had ventured there at her request. she has no reason not to believe that verx and his children were not still there. there'd been a bit about aurë and moonspear but ...even so. how were those things connected to what this woman was telling her now? as far as praimfaya could see: there was no connection. liar. praimfaya snarls at the woman in trig from around dacio. how this woman knew of verx and his children was troublesome, even the claim that verx was dead! — and despite herself the rusalkan's words brings with them a small nag of doubt in herself — but praimfaya shakes it off. this woman is rusalkan. why should praimfaya believe anything she says?

we will go no where with you. praimfaya tells her fiercely, with finality. if anything, she wants to put as much distance as she can between them and this woman. come. lets go. praimfaya beckons of dacio. she has no desire to stay here and listen to what she believes are lies.