Ankyra Sound the odyssey

The eldest of the group introduced herself as High Priestess of Themiscrya Coast. Of course Kevlyn knew of Themiscrya Coast and how it was the origin of the Nereides clans, where the sea and moon were always blessed. He knew that Ankyra Sound originated there as well, but understood that Caiaphas was not of their ilk. The importance of this meeting was not lost on the young consort, and yet he did not drop his gaze, even when the twins fixed him in theirs.

Granted, his gaze held no spark or challenge in it. It was level, mistrustful, but not truly disrespectful. Nothing about him denied them or defied them, but he held his gaze nonetheless, as if to say, you are not those things here. Even the Protomedeia herself would receive this welcome from him, should she ever appear.

Spyridon arrived as well, silently and more deferentially. Kevlyn felt no uncertainty in his actions despite his elder's own, and calmly addressed the females in Greek: "Σε τι οφείλουμε αυτή την τιμή?" His voice was level but soft, gentle, as though smoothing things over; it made it clear that although Kevlyn matched their gazes, he understood their significance, he just would not bow to them the way that Spyridon did because they were not of his pack.

He would, however, bow to the siren queen, and so as soon as Caiaphas made her presence known, his eyes and snout slanted downward and he tucked his ears back. "Η σειρήνα βασίλισσα Καϊάφα," he introduced, slipping a few steps back as she took centre stage. Another sister arrived in her wake, silently; Kevlyn tilted his head briefly toward her, acknowledging her without breaking his submission in the slightest, and then turned back to listen to whatever Caiaphas decided for these women.