Men I've known and killed

Modesty had made herself comfortable in what had once been the old palace. She even had a fireplace. While the resort was nice and all, there was something grander about the network of caves and tunnels that made up the Empress's court of her childhood. She was dry, and warm, her cough was easing and the only ones that came looking for her over here were her children so far. It left her plenty of time to stew in her resentment and think up all the creative ways in the world to deal with her problems. Consider what might have the biggest impact. She was not the forgiving sort after all, but she was close enough to be an ever-looming threat, and far enough removed to be perceived as harmless at the same time. Time would tell.

She had sent her kite to gather up Kenway, Caliope and Wake. The three had smarts and it would be a good opportunity for them to get together, just the three of them. It was overwhelming to have all 7 children in the one space with the way they were growing, so she was trying to see to each of them based on their interests. Now she was well enough, it was time to get on with their lessons.

Modesty removed the kettle from the fire and set it aside to cool, while the children weren't yet permitted alcohol, she couldn't see anything wrong with having some tea and a sing along. She had just the tune in mind.

“Speech.”