because he's all I ever knew of love...
She's spent her entire life in the Chamber and all she does is go unnoticed. Perhaps it's because she hides her children away in the thicket until she's not as paranoid, perhaps it's because she's too often found being nosey and following spies - spies who get promoted. What a coincidence, what a sham. Perhaps she feels this way because the only inkling of feelings she has is tied up in the now ex-general, who's death was still up in the air, and the spy she loved to hate. She has no one, her children have fled to other lands (though she doesn't blame them) and here she stands, stagnant, in a kingdom where she is only viewed as a survivor.
She knew Killdare was Straia's son, that's the only reason she felt some sense of loyalty, she's irritated but speaks up, "Kimber. Army, have been but I'll leave it at that," she glares at Nymph, "I guess the Gates was choosier than I would have imagined." The blue mare turns her back to them, "I'll be around when you need me for another war," and then sets out towards the outskirts, the dark parts; where she belonged.
Kimber