Tormented Tarns patina

her eyes were interested. "i was never made for guardianship. do you like it?" she left off her work to listen. kvarsheim. it was certainly northern, bringing to mind frigid rivers and great mountains.

"it is egyptian, i believe. that is where our pharaoh is from, and he has brought all his ways and words and culture here." 

her dark ears flicked. "he is remarrying soon. the gates are open to potential allies for attendance."