Hadama gave the young human women a solemn nod in greeting when he finished his prayer, and swam as close to the shore as the tide allowed. ”I do not mind,” he said politely to Flora’s apologies. If anything, there was a gleam of gentle amusement in emerald eyes as he glanced to Maeve with a hint of a smile softening his stoic features. ”I would not miss it,” he assured the Queen.
”I am pleased to meet you, Flora.” He reached as far out of the water as he could, extended a webbed hand in the traditional dryland greeting. ”Where are you from?” Always a curious question, with so much of the inland regions only known through traveler’s tales.
”I am pleased to meet you, Flora.” He reached as far out of the water as he could, extended a webbed hand in the traditional dryland greeting. ”Where are you from?” Always a curious question, with so much of the inland regions only known through traveler’s tales.
