[ Her eyes widen at the very idea of him being transformed. She remembers how he was before, what Lolotte put him through-- It chills her to the bone and her grip tightens on his hands. She has not allowed him close, not before now, but she has always held on to her fondness and care for him. That will never change.
She steps towards him, and he touches her cheek, reassuring her. ]
Aragorn.
[ She will remember the name. If he is a friend to Edgar, then she will count him a friend of her own. She sighs, letting the tension rush out of her, though she is by no means placated. Edgar can promise and promise, and though she trusts him, she does not trust the queen of the Unseelie. Her features darken in frustration. ]
It shouldn't be like this. You being over there-- [ It is his safety she worries for, not her own. ] I don't trust the monarchy of the Unseelie. What if something happens to you?
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She steps towards him, and he touches her cheek, reassuring her. ]
Aragorn.
[ She will remember the name. If he is a friend to Edgar, then she will count him a friend of her own. She sighs, letting the tension rush out of her, though she is by no means placated. Edgar can promise and promise, and though she trusts him, she does not trust the queen of the Unseelie. Her features darken in frustration. ]
It shouldn't be like this. You being over there-- [ It is his safety she worries for, not her own. ] I don't trust the monarchy of the Unseelie. What if something happens to you?