Northstar Vale it's all water under the bridge now

The blush that flooded the other woman's cheeks did not evade Saarthal's keen glance and she swallowed a smile. It had been too long since she had flirted with someone...she had almost forgotten how fun it was. That was all she used to do, wasn't it? Run around dozens and dozens of territories just flirting with whoever came along. Fun times. All that suppression. In any case, none of that worked out for her in the end. Here she was, in some poor imitation of an Empire, alone, friendless and loveless. Classic.

Improper. Where had she heard that before? It had begun with Mother dearest, hadn't it? And then it had manifested in the expressions of strangers, on the tongues of unknown men and women. She had never been able to get rid of it. Idiots, the lot of them. "Perhaps. But, are you proper?" she asked, giving the other woman a searching stare, lips quirked in a shadow of a smirk and glanced away.