Candy? She hated it. Making a mental note to write that down, as a reminder to herself to avoid at all costs, Valdrá nodded. Despite Harperʼs assurance she still wasnʼt convinced spitting anything out was an option, but the deed was done for the moment, though gladly took the water that was offered. It had just been….weird. Too sweet, far too crunchy and yet sticky at the same time. Nope. She was okay never having to experience that again.
Again she nodded. Introductions. Yes. That was what happened at parties, even she knew that. Showing her face, making herself known. A true test of just how convincing her “drow-ness” could be. So far, no one had questioned it, no one had cared enough to, and for that, she appreciated the impersonalness sheʼd begun to learn was part of such a large group of people that made up a city. No one knew you, and that seemed to work just fine for most people. It did also affirm her belief that Harper was indeed an odd one. But that was okay. She supposed she was too.
“Okay Harper Fa-, Harper,” she stopped herself, flashing a smile at the wolf, before starting again. “Iʼll show my face to your chief and your mayor,” though banished if she knew what a ʼmayorʼ was. It sounded important, and that was another thing Valdrá had learned. Apart from Harperʼs registration, she didnʼt have to go and tell anyone she was in the city. Sure sheʼd assumed that, from what sheʼd read about humanoid culture before she was…taken. But experiencing it was something else. Not that when sheʼd first gotten to town she have had wanted to announce her presence, still much preferring the anonymity, but she could not imagine anyone coming unannounced to her Hoarde for a second, and not presenting themselves immediately. It was unheard of, and would have been entirely unacceptable, if it were even possible. No one just snuck in. Right?
Eyes wandering was Harperʼs did, she wondered how she could tell the “big people” Harper mentioned, from everyone else. No throne. No announcement of who was who. Everyone must just know, based on sight alone. Eyes narrowing, she couldnʼt tell the difference. Maybe dress? Everyone was dressed differently, and everyone was masked, how could anyone tell anyone apart that way? Maybe that was the point? It made her brain hurt.
At mention of someone who might want to speak to her, she turned her attention toward the woman again, suspicious. “Why would they want to talk to me?” She was not a “big person,” after all. At least not here. And that was freeing, in a way, to be able to be fully disgusted with candy, and be nearly certain that no one else but Harper had cared about the expression on her face in the least. She was only starting to realize, if slowly, that she could in some senses do whatever she pleased, and no one would care. She was unimportant. The thought made her smile.
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