ZARIAH
I know I am a fierce Queen
Zariah waited in silence for the young woman to decide what she thought of her. She swirled her wine absentmindedly, holding her gaze with steady ease. Unlike others who might buckle under the weight of scrutiny, especially those as slow to trust as the people of Halo, the Archmage didn’t so much as flinch. Though she was an Outlander by birth, Zariah reflected the frigid indifference of the Tundra surrounding the Citadel, and she had the strength to back it up like the frozen wasteland to boot.Though it seemed to have won the woman over somewhat, as she ordered her another glass of wine. A hint of a smirk curved her lips as she finished her current glass of warm mulled wine. ”Thank you, Ingrid. It is a pleasure to make the acquaintance of one so invested in the flourishing of their people.” she said in her velvety smooth tone.
And they know it too
