anyone;

[Nayl]

She spun the stars on her fingernails They are receptive to her offer. They smile and they nod, extending their pleasure and grasping firmly onto the temptation that Nerine enraptures. The kingdom has remained solitary with no outsiders coming to investigate; at times, she finds relief in not hosting multiple diplomatic parties. She, however, has achieved her goal in making others aware of their existence, and of her name that ties itself to Nerine. Now, the other lands will know of the Amazons again and that Nayl is their iron Queen. But that was not her only purpose. She wanted – hungered for – information about the others that aren’t under her reign. The lives that survived Beqanna’s tumultuous revolution are hardy and persistent enough to still have thrived; she wants to know who they are and where they are. Where do they come from and what do they have to offer? Nayl’s flurry of excitement brims her thoughts, but is never reflected on her stony, but pretty, face. ”A son of the Jungle,” she murmurs with piqued curiosity and satisfaction, ”Perhaps one day our lands can come together since we have similar backgrounds, similar passions…” Her fiery eyes flicker to Lucrezia as an offhanded smile stretches across her lips. They are both kind, both welcoming, but they also have underlying strengths that lure Nayl to know them better. Alas, Nerine is awaiting the return of its Queen. With an incline of her head, she replies coolly. ”You’ve been gracious,” she has never been keen on manners and formalities, but she sinks her claws into the idea to ensure a better impression. All for Nerine’s greater good. ”Should you have need for exploring or friendships, you know where to find me.” With a departing nod, Nayl turns away and takes her leave. Nayl covet and myrina's creation

because I've sucked at keeping up with posts the last couple weeks lmao