MELITA
Considering Melita had never addressed any ruler she’d ever known with some special honorific, Hadama could rest easy on that front. Not a lack of respect, but maybe some mild sedition; places of power would still never be able to hold full sway over the Honeybee’s chaotic beliefs and restless spirit. She catered to her own means and measures, and whatever impulses drove them onward.Her brow arched as she lazily crouched near the water, touching a portion of the warm pool and watching the ripple divulge from her presence. Hearing the admittance of faster Mer caused a snort; presuming some were simply smaller, and snagged at their advantages where they could. Rather than asking how he was going to achieve such motivations, her head tilted vaguely, gilded gaze roaming back to the pool, and then Fangorn and Sila settling on a nearby bank. “Oh, I saw the geysers. Thought something was around again.” To murder or maul, set her in some sort of vigilant and violent direction.
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
