"You have luck on your side then," Nashua gently teases the newcomer to Icicle Isle. Normally, he would have been on the opposite side of the island. His blazed face tilts her in her direction and some of the worry that the Freyr had been holding on to lessens. Something easy to do when Wishbone had (thankfully) given the pegasus something to focus on the interim instead of his missing Thane.
While he has never met the purple mare before him, Nashua has certainly heard her name.
Recognition alights in his green eyes and the striped stallion nods, happy to finally have a face to put to the woman he has heard so much about. "My mother was fond of the Watcher," Nashua starts, respectfully speaking mentionig the Tephran King. He had come to Taiga a few times to speak of politics with Lilliana and she had ventured to his kingdom to return the favor. A formal alliance was never declared but the Taigans that resided there under her rule knew that Tephra was a friend, should they need one. And Lilliana had always made certain that Warden knew should Tephra need one, they had it in Taiga. "And it's nice to finally meet you, Wishbone. Lilliana always spoke very highly of you." His face softened slightly before the winged horse continued on with their conversation.
Nashua doesn't bear a strikingly strong resemblance to his dam, but his manners (when he remembered them) and easy-going nature had always been accredited to her.
"All of Beqanna has felt quiet of late," the winged horse replies. It had felt that way in Taiga - the most active of the Northern territories. Almost like the calm before the storm. It was much too melancholy for his liking. He smiles slightly at her mention of wanting to establish good relations and glances behind her to the distant shore that Wishbone had traveled from. He had never cared being so remote from the rest of the mainland but Leilan had placed him in charge of the North and that meant doing so from the Isle. Turning his attention back on the Tephran Queen, Nash listens carefully as she explains that Tephra and Nerine once held a strong alliance.
"Nerine is guided by one of my brothers," he explains, hoping to give her some insight into the current politics of the North. "Reave," the striped stallion goes on to say before adding, "And Taiga is led by another, Yanhua." (Much like Wishbone doesn't yet reveal Tephra's low numbers, Nashua doesn't mention that Reave spends far too much scheming with their conniving sister - Aela - or anything of Yanhua's rapidly deteriorating mental state.) The North is whole and unified through blood, is what he wishes to impart.
"The North would like to continue our friendship with Tephra and her territories," Nashua says, another boyish grin tugging her way (this Freyr would never be known as a very stoic monarch) with his earlier worries dissipating at this good news. "Though we could agree to something more formal, if that would better suit."
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