Luneshale Pass Only angels fall

Safiya had lived in the Mazoi barracks as she had grown. So her own quarters had not been as splendid as the rooms where the royals lived. It had still she supposed been more resplendent than this. But the material things had never mattered to her, unless they had a sentimental value.

Also Safiya had never had many her own age to hang out with. Her friends and mentors had all been older, hence why she was sort of in her situation as it were. 
She made a soft hum noise. No lo sé

A tilt of her head. A smile and a shake of head. Nudge to cheek at his attempt at her language.

 Maybe guarding. I am a soldier. uh. Soy soldado