ZARIAH
I know I am a fierce Queen
The Queen quirked a brow, her head tilting lightly to the side as she considered the man. Some of what he said sounded like babble to her – perhaps he spoke some other language – but she managed to get the gist of it. He wanted to go traipsing into the Greatwood because a god told him to. Sigh. Clearly some folk around here couldn’t simply leave well enough alone.”Indeed, I will not intervene in the affairs of the gods if I can help it.” she said, lifting a hand to examine her nails, as if bored by his request. Which she was. Why would she be remotely interested in anything that did not directly affect the grounds? ”However, it seems a convenient excuse. A god told me to go skipping about the Greatwood that the Fae don’t wish me to be in.” she said giving him a cold look. ”Why would a god give you a job within the realm of the Fae? And just what is it they intend for you to do?”
And they know it too
