 Nerine - Cheftainess in waiting
Nerine listened and watched at the first of these rude wizards arrived and was told to sit. He looked... vast, there was no other word for the man.
She watched the two young women with a shade more interest, but only a shade, taking in the simply bewildering arrangement of hair that each had. I'm not sure I will ever understand these... wizards. Or if I shall ever wish to. Nerine may have liked other to think she was serene and good humoured, but that impression did not usually last for very long.
"You should sit also." Her voice was vaguer than that of her mother, Maena, seemingly less decisive. "Sit, before you float away."
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