The mention of the resort catches her interest, and her brow arches curiously. When she had been there last the island had been very quiet. But of course, she and her lover had intentionally trekked to the far side of the island - far more interested in making the best of the privacy than meeting leaders or diplomats.
"The new Dame's name is Aquaria, and she had a countryman named Aodhán with her," she adds as Isilya's gaze drifts westward. "Aodhán offered me a tour, and I mean to take him up on it in the future." But her companion is content to move the conversation to less diplomatic matters and Will obliges.
"My two girls are outgrowing me," she responds with an amused shake of her head and a tone that does not show the least bit of remorse. She had made several trips to the commands, but her recruitment efforts had not been very productive so she decides not to mention that. Instead, opting to offer a service she would find more enjoyment in. "But that's leaving me with a little more time. So if you know of anyone who would want to compete in a mock, send them my way."
— soul as sweet as blood red jam —
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