Gyrfalcon's Keep Like The Ocean's Tide

All of these words were unfamiliar to her.  She flicked an ear, slightly impatient not with him but with her own limited understanding.  She was not yet familiar enough with how those outside of Tikal managed their affairs of war and domain.

She had tried to engage her mother to teach her more, but the woman was not a patient mentor nor a doting parent.  She’d seen little of Manauia after entering the guard and had little time to seek her own pleasures.  Her life now belonged to her regency.

Is this a god who walks among you?  Were they a mortal being or divine?  She had no entitlement to answers from him but continued as if she did, sensing that he was not immediately threatened by her presence.