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She listened carefully to his story, her dark eyes reflecting a neutral emotion. Her head tilted as he spoke... months? He had been without his memory for months? How had he survived? Could he remember how to hunt? She was slightly baffled, but she didn't question it- instead she committed his name to memory. Falk, her brother Falk. "I'm glad you didn't suffer worse injury, Falk." She would murmur, her voice soft. She smiled slightly, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well." He would go on to talk about their shared father and she chuckled. "He has many children. I keep finding more and more siblings of mine." She would agree. "You've never met Isardis?" She questioned, slightly offput. Her own brother hadn't met the king who had sired them?! He asked about Taurig, and her eyes clouded momentarily.

"I have never met Taurig on a personal level. The first and last time that I saw him, he gave his throne to Isardis in exchange for his mate- Father had claimed her, trying to get back at Taurig for betraying him, in the way that he had. Deteste took over, and later handed the throne to me." She paused, not sure what to voice about the incident. "I do not know if you saw him after Isardis challenged him, but physically he was very damaged." She paused, unsure what to say next.