"With my speechless calm eyes."
Honestly, Brynmor knew nothing more of her than her name and her title. Topsail, Queen of the Valley. Little did he know of her linage or former home, nor the way she had been able to take the Valley’s throne. Before Offspring had taken over the Tundra’s reign he had only been to visits to the field, and although he had been active, he had been little involved with other kingdoms. And therefor he hadn’t learned anything about them. That changed after his promotion and slowly but surely the graying male was growing in that role.
But that still didn’t make this visit to the Valley any easier, as it was his first time visiting another kingdom on official kingdom business. And he still felt a little hesitant and insecure doing this.
He can only nod in agreement with Patchouli as the queen explains her ways, though she really hadn’t been obligated to tell them her disability and ability. ”I’m sorry to hear that, Queen Topsail, but I see – or actually hear – that you are quite capable at expressing yourself.” His voice is soft and kind, hoping that his words would reach her in the way he meant to. He didn’t pity her, nor did he think of her as special. He himself had been born with a defect and although his blue eyes were now capable of seeing the world, he had once only known darkness.
Brynmor stays silent as Patchouli answers her question, a small smile lingering on the corners of his lips. He’s pleased to learn that the palomino took his position in the peace caste seriously and that he was aware of how Offspring saw the Tundra’s future. Once Patchouli falls silent he takes over. ”Patchouli says it correctly. Under Offspring’s reign’s our number has already grown and the initiation of brothers has started again. He’s ready for Beqanna to change and he would like to stir that change. And he want to do that by forming alliances that Beqanna hasn’t seen before.” He pauses for a moment, gaze moving from Topsail towards Patchouli and then back to the grulla queen. ”Right now we have a tentative alliance with the Chamber, but our king is curious to learn if you would be interested in such a thing.”
"Nothing is coming to rise."
OOC: I feel like I cut it off a bit roughtly, but my Bryn muse did go poof there. Sorry..