“Oh, I had no intention of sharing," she declared with a wink in jest; keeping these moments to herself, either due to honoring current company or because she wouldn’t want this wonderful place swarmed either. The lightning bugs meandering past kept her grin in check, even as they moved into political motions, humming along as clarity bloomed in other arrays.
Nodding in agreement about everyone being on the same page, because she knew several in their group that were prone to impulse, she broke off another portion of deer and listened, dipping it along the pineapple glaze. “That’s fair. And we know information isn’t being directly provided to us. Not lately anyway.” It was easy to fathom why – the funneling of knowledge and sagacity had to take part anywhere else, due to their current sovereign state.
There was a quiet relief that they were in accord of not bothering other kingdoms; everyone had enough on their plate, and she could imagine coming in with a guild wasn’t going to be very welcome anywhere. “Probably wise to ask first.” Halo had its own league of soldiers. But she wasn’t certain about King’s End, or the Hollowed Grounds – Torchline always seemed capable of tending to its own.
Maneuvering out of diplomatic quandaries, she leaned back in her chair on a quiet and content sigh, taking another sip of her wine. She must not have frequented this particular noodle shop, though now she was disappointed to hear she’d missed out on so much; it might’ve been nice to be mother-henned for a change. “Gods, I’m not sure I’ll be able to fly out of here,” but she clearly wasn’t bothered by it – granting a light laugh. “But yes, that sounds lovely.”
Nodding in agreement about everyone being on the same page, because she knew several in their group that were prone to impulse, she broke off another portion of deer and listened, dipping it along the pineapple glaze. “That’s fair. And we know information isn’t being directly provided to us. Not lately anyway.” It was easy to fathom why – the funneling of knowledge and sagacity had to take part anywhere else, due to their current sovereign state.
There was a quiet relief that they were in accord of not bothering other kingdoms; everyone had enough on their plate, and she could imagine coming in with a guild wasn’t going to be very welcome anywhere. “Probably wise to ask first.” Halo had its own league of soldiers. But she wasn’t certain about King’s End, or the Hollowed Grounds – Torchline always seemed capable of tending to its own.
Maneuvering out of diplomatic quandaries, she leaned back in her chair on a quiet and content sigh, taking another sip of her wine. She must not have frequented this particular noodle shop, though now she was disappointed to hear she’d missed out on so much; it might’ve been nice to be mother-henned for a change. “Gods, I’m not sure I’ll be able to fly out of here,” but she clearly wasn’t bothered by it – granting a light laugh. “But yes, that sounds lovely.”
Lena
