Hideaway Strath IV

As the stranger spoke, Nyra watched him closely, and like Derg, watched Simmik even closer. 
Though, it was clear to Nyra the smaller palefur must be trying to build some kind of favoring from the Grandmaster! 
The Harbinger was all too happy to remind Simmik she was a captive. The lowest and absolutely most lacking authority of their numbers.
"And who are you to make demands of Kynareth?" Nyra scoffed, stepping a few paces closer to Ego but not entirely looking to maul him.
He seemed honest and humble, and this alone besides Kynareth deterred her, for now, from attacking. 
"Keep in mind, darling, you make up our absolute lowest rank. You have nonexistant authority here." The massive woman continued to Simmik, then Nyra turned her searing gaze back to Ego, still having not moved to injure the intruder.

Unaware of the relationship blossoming between Simmik and Kynareth, Nyra would inevitably be surprised IF the Grandmaster asked her to ease up.
Huge "if" in Nyra's mind.