She's got the devil's eyes
Curiosity draws her to the borders of Nerine, to the woman that waits there for someone to greet her. It’s not often she elects to meet those journeying here for diplomatic relations, but given everything that had changed recently, she has grown rather curious. Besides, it might behoove to start being more physically present and less of a fly on the wall. Perhaps.
She is always aware of what goes on this kingdom, even when she is unseen. But she thinks the days of her ability to remain unseen are growing a bit thin.
The girl at the border is young, clearly new to diplomatic missions. Normally that might have been something that did not draw her interest, but she is rather curious about the eastern territories. She’d been to visit all the rest fairly recently, but this is one she had not gone to yet. So this girl, despite her youth, could likely give her insight.
She approaches easily, her step steady but unhurried, her features neutral, approachable, the blue eyes that peer from that dark mask sharp and inscrutable. The girl seems both excited and nervous, her emotions almost palpable in the energy that surrounds her. Uncertain without the steadying influence of an elder diplomat. She does wonder at that, that they might send someone so inexperienced. But time would tell, no doubt.
“Hello,” she greets easily, eyeing the girl openly, though she remains friendly, expression mild. “I am Heartfire. What brings you to Nerine?”
and they'll cut you like a weapon