Qeya River metiche

silvertongue paused, hiding her unsurety with a charming grin. "i am certain you will soon be able to map all these places, and share your knowledge with us." should she tell the story of their relocation? senka was the only one among them who did not know. "we were from a valley where a bad man once roamed. this place is far from there. safe. quiet." did the tall woman appreciate the remoteness in the way silvertongue had not quite learned to adore?