Dragoncrest Cliffs every war has been this one

Ajatar speaks, and nothing bodes all too well here to him. She mentions a messenger with war news, and he shakes his head. Blixen is right. Not a word.. and although he soon has a name for every face here before him, down to the strangest of their lot, he still feels defensive. Good news can't follow if a war warranted news to their heda all the way out here.

The shilkru goes on the package it neatly too, offering a proper measure of information in exchange for nothing all too hospitable. He doesn't want to alarm them, nor does he want her condition to scream weakness--but now isn't the time for any of this. His expression stays stern. "What do you need with her?" he adds after Blixen.