Duskfire Glacier tri

...did not KNOW?! it ended in a scream, hands flexing to sharp points - yet quickly sheathed. the given mien had placated her.

with a dismissive huff the queen turned, to pace in front of the daring little thief come into her home.

did not know, did not know, je ne savais pas. the last she repeated in a mocking voice, before realizing such a crack improper for her station, and continuing her pacing in silence to calm her breathing.

...told le rêveur, told monsieur imeut... she whispered to herself. ils ne savent pas? mes hommes sont-ils si timides?

toi! the queen sharply turned her head. slowly, steps deliberate, she returned to the loup, raising her chin so she might look down on the beast.

'ave you not 'eard? of la reine de Feumont? queen of zhis land? hm? where are you fhrom? rhiver pakh?

one claw impatiently tapped.