Northstar Vale Trust is for fools. Fear is the only reliable way.

The woman appeared attentive to her sister, eager to see @Reiko recover, and had returned to check-in with her often. This time she brought a freshly plucked pheasant that someone had caught that morning. She didn't care for hunting on her own time and was grateful that so many of these lowly peasants looked upon Reiko with such esteem - dare she think, love - so that nothing was out of reach. She'd stuffed the bird's gullet with a collection of herbs and carefully brought it to the royal den, then placed it carefully by the entrance. Hime had been so busy monitoring the changes in the empire and trying to weasel her way in to the hearts of her sister's remaining people that she hadn't taken much time to herself, and was impatient as she lingered at the den. She wasn't sure if the little royals had been moved or even if Reiko would be there, as it had been a few days since the meeting and she might have recovered - but she waited there quietly. The last thing she wanted was to wake those little half-breeds nesting at her sister's breast.