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"You are welcome to do so," Wraen replied and only when the invitation had left her lips, did she realize that she had done something that had previously felt unthinkable. She had given an olive branch to Hydra. Funny, really, how diplomatics worked. You did not have to like the other person, you did not have to have anything in common with them in order to remain polite and respectful. They would not be friends again, but maybe in time and, when the circumstances improved, there could be a tiny, cheerful thought of becoming allies in the future. They would have to live and see.

"Good luck to you too," Wraen bid her farewell to the dark queen of the mountain, dipped her muzzle politely and was on her way without further look back.