Northstar Vale break up with her

A soft chuff interrupted her and she turned to see who it may be. There was the man from the other day- large and smokey and generally intimidating. The faintest hint of Andraste still lingered on his coat, and she wondered if they'd seen eachother again. If this man was going to become a staple in the lives of the Court- then she ought to form a comfortable relationship with him. Star still worried that he would make an enemy of her now, for disturbing the lovers. But considering his chuff of greeting, the old woman figured maybe he'd forgiven her after all. 

For a moment she debates over whether to bring it up, finding it still awkward for her to discuss. But finally she settles upon a greeting of- "Hey. Sorry about the other day... I hope we can get along though. I'm Star, mavroimë." She introduces straightforwardly, hoping he would do the same. Secretly hoping he wasn't a riddle-talker like Andraste, though she respected the queen so.