hyacinthum || Ilma * ANY

[Lavendel]

Lavendel

It had never crossed her mind that any meeting could be a diplomatic meeting. Though now due to the fact that she did represent Sylva, she must treat every metting as such. Her ears twist forward attentivly and the painted woman listens to her company speak. When the question arrises she must think for a moment, had the two kingdoms formed some type of agreement in the past? "At the moment is is unknown." She smiles warmly, without Sabra she would speak no further on the subject. No need to let something slip to the surface that was meant to be chained away. It was clear the mare was new to Beqanna, and would know nothing of her forest's past. Lamb brushes the chared remnents of it from her mind and clears her throat with a laugh. "However im sure we will be making a friendly visit to your kingdom soon."  She knows they will at some point before the solstice arrives, but for now their focus was Ischia and their friendship. "Perhaps by then we will be freinds enough." 

There she goes