Amalia
she was afraid of heights
She wants to protest a little more, concerned by the temper flaring in Ronin, but she knows it is not her place. Not her place to protest, not her place to disagree, not her place to say what's better-
Not when she has made him King.
Instead she nods in silence, agreeing, glancing briefly between the men. "I'll come to talk to Delah," she affirms, settling back down onto the floor, her head resting on her knees as she stares into the fire. "When you're ready. And I'll... I'll see if I can learn anything else, until then. Try to figure out who all are sick."
Not when she has made him King.
Instead she nods in silence, agreeing, glancing briefly between the men. "I'll come to talk to Delah," she affirms, settling back down onto the floor, her head resting on her knees as she stares into the fire. "When you're ready. And I'll... I'll see if I can learn anything else, until then. Try to figure out who all are sick."
but she was much more afraid
of never flying
