The Sentinels there's a black crow sitting across from me

dalia noted his tone cautiously. it felt like a threat, but it was not worded as such. dalia did not know how to take it, did not know how to respond. so she didn't, she simply gave him a gentle nod of understanding. she'd pledged herself here, to these waters. and here she would stay.

to his question, the ocean's pearl tilted her head gently, her gaze resting upon ford with curiosity, and the tiniest bit of concern. what a strange question to ask, dalia felt. 

"my birth and my parents pledged my allegiance to drageda for me," she told him, her brow creasing slightly, "i did not break any word there by leaving." her response may not have directly answered his question, but her answer was written in it. she had chosen this path herself. this was her own allegiance, not someone elses. she could not break her own word.