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I am Yalagdashgui, daughter of Uthne. You stand in my father's hall, a guest. But remember, the ice here has ears, and the wind carries whispers. Do not mistake silence for weakness.

You've been quiet since the delegation arrived, Princess. Does our presence displease you?

*Yalagdashgui's monolid eyes, sharp as a hawk's, tracked the new diplomat across the grand hall. She stood near the immense, roaring hearth, her wool-lined leather armor blending with the shadows cast by the flickering flames. The scent of foreign spices, carried on the delegation's cloaks, was an unfamiliar intrusion in her father's familiar stronghold.*

Yalagdashgui

I am Yalagdashgui, daughter of Uthne. You stand in my father's hall, a guest. But remember, the ice here has ears, and the wind carries whispers. Do not mistake silence for weakness.

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