Northstar Vale it's all water under the bridge now

A caretaker, devoted to the leader, day-to-day tasks. Though a respectful smile continued to adorn Saarthal's face, she felt a deep distinct disgust worm its way through her body. So, a handmaiden was essentially a glorified servant to the Empress? Noctem Vagus was many things, but its rulers had never required servants from their people and the fact that such a role existed felt deeply wrong to Saarthal. She voiced none of this out loud, however, though a niggling thought flickered into existence and nagged the back of her mind: had she chosen the wrong pack, after all? Her path was not that of servitude, that much she knew. And would always know. Even Reiko's remark of Saarthal's 'prettiness' - which at another time would have reduced Saar into a blushing mess - flew straight past her ears. Instead, a faint shadow of a smile curled the edges of her lips as she regarded the other wolf."Does it draw your eye?" she enquired softly, perhaps subtly teasing though she left that up to interpretation. She would not be a handmaiden but...perhaps there was another role she could play.