The listless response to his suggestion was further proof of the trauma that Flora had endured, a painful reminder of how difficult things had been for the young woman in the wake of her twin's death. Now she also had to deal with her own, however brief it had been. Hadama watched her in wordless worry for a moment, but in the end he made no protest. She had come to do her duty as Queen of Torchline, and he would not make it any harder on her than it already was.
At least she had the energy for theatrics a moment later as he produced his own offering for the gate. He considered the comparison gravely before giving a solemn nod of his head, some of the worry easing from his expression at the sound of Flora's quiet laughter and the sight of her smile. "Mmh. Just do not tell your father. I told him you were a charming young woman once, several years ago, and I was uncertain if I would survive the encounter." He tipped a wink her way before they turned their attention to the defensive construction that had brought them there.
"Do we place them in the center of the gate?" he wondered, considering the phrasing of their task. "Or on the stones of the arch?"
At least she had the energy for theatrics a moment later as he produced his own offering for the gate. He considered the comparison gravely before giving a solemn nod of his head, some of the worry easing from his expression at the sound of Flora's quiet laughter and the sight of her smile. "Mmh. Just do not tell your father. I told him you were a charming young woman once, several years ago, and I was uncertain if I would survive the encounter." He tipped a wink her way before they turned their attention to the defensive construction that had brought them there.
"Do we place them in the center of the gate?" he wondered, considering the phrasing of their task. "Or on the stones of the arch?"
