[ she curls her hand in the crook of his arm, keeping close to his side both to dissuade others from stopping her, and to reassure him that he has her undivided attention. he's always been possessive, but is it any surprise, given their bond?

outside, in a secluded area of the grounds, she spreads her skirts and settles on a low wall, tilting her face into the faint breeze. it smells-- clean here. there are cities, yes, and these rulers don't live the way she and her kind once lived, but it isn't the same as human cities.

when he speaks, her eyes slide open once more, meeting his. ] .. I have oft felt like a caged bird, my brother. [ her lips press thin for a moment, brow furrowing faintly. ] I think.. I think that these rulers have done something that should have been impossible. [ taking his hand, she lifts it and presses it to her heart, slowly allowing their bond on her end to unfurl and open once more. ] .. Read what has been written on my soul of late. You deserve to know.