Krone
You could be the king
Krone cannot imagine being blind, or having any disability, really. She was blessed with all her senses in tact, and the gift of wings. She particularly enjoyed the fact that she could mosey wherever she pleased without incident, and she hoped that she could stay like this for a good majority of her life.
Which is why, she cannot help but observe the stud who struggles to try to find his way around the field. She tilts her head, watching as he moves so carefully, so delicately around the world - something she had never had to worry about before. When the stallion stops, sniffing the air around him and questioning nervously, she decides to approach.
She knew she needed to recruit some new horses to Ischia; she was trying her hardest to get into Circinae's good graces. This stallion could be a good start - the island was only so big, and he could learn his way around quickly, instead of trying to figure out the entirety of Beqanna without the use of his eyes.
"Yes, I didn't mean to startle you," She answers his question politely, but does not bother to smile. "I'm Krone."
But watch the Queen conquer
@[Yiska]
Hope its okay that she popped in <3