The Falls really did let anyone into their kingdom. He was a fool. She certainly wasn’t asking him if he had been useful. She sighs, audible, and the ravens on her back spreads it’s icicle wings. They glimmer in the rays of sunlight that filter through. “No dear,” her words drip with disdain, “I already know you are worthless.” Gryffen has no patience left either, and she lets him threaten the stallion. She’s already decided that the Falls is no longer worth the Chambers time. They had plenty of magicians willing to help the kingdom. What good was a trickle of healing water to them? Why should they offer any help to the Falls, when the kingdom clearly scorned them. The Chamber was a strong, powerful ally. What a waste for the Falls. But certainly not for the Chamber.
The other mare steps away, distancing herself from whatever Gryffen might do. Straia is also giddy at the thought of sending this Falls resident home in pieces, and almost hopes he doesn’t back down. He doesn’t stand a chance against Gryffen, but she turns her attention to the green mare as she speaks. Good. Maybe she would useful after all. Straia didn’t mind ones that came to her moldable. She could turn them into exactly what the Chamber needed.
“Well then welcome, Astri.” she says easily enough, nodding into the kingdom, indicating that the mare should go. They could talk away from this nonsense. She turns back to Gryffen then, noting that the fool still hadn’t left. “Gryffen, please feel free to send him home in pieces.” The raven on her back takes flight, plopping itself back down on Gryffens back. It was his to command for now, should he want it. Though Straia suspects Gryffen will enjoy the blood on his own hooves far more. Either way, she doesn’t care. And with that, she turns to leave the two stallions at it, trusting that Gryffen is more than capable, and follows Astri into the kingdom.
straia
the raven queen of the chamber