Silvertip Mountain pine and lavender

Oh, a queen can still be a fleeting thing. A force, surely, but capable of flitting away just as easily.

The Taggerung had initially wished to tell Cluny that he had no queen. There were no royals that he served. Their agreement had been relatively simple. The bard would remain in Ursus for as long as he could obtain stories, tales to tell, and then he would leave.

It was safe to say that this woman was important to the Ursus leader.

You are a man of many beasts. A wolf, a bear, a spider. Taggerung grinned at the cyclops, spirited by the devil’s words, bewitched by them and their prospects.