[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180729/2fbb5311a75998e59e501513aa9e6c2c.png[/img] D399E0 [color=a187be][i]Ashkevron Residence in Askavi[/i][/color][/center] She sensed him getting close before she saw him. Her whole being brightened like a star. Her face lifted, a huge smile spreading across her bronzed features. Her body perked up and she paused her smashing of herbs. Her white-gold eyes were trained on the door as Lucivar and Andressa entered. The young Queen popped up from her work, moving in welcome. The Eyrien boys seemed to have other ideas and the room darkened again. Darkness have mercy on them all, but this was getting old. She almost huffed and demanded they all quiet down until Lucivar spoke with such venom. She considered him, his body language and voice and knew as her [i]"soul"[/i] knew that he held very deep wounds still. Wounds her own healing power could not soothe. She approached Andressa calmly and held out her hands to take the woman's into her own. Her bright cheery voice filled the room with just a hint of gentle sapphire brightness to help calm her flock. [color=D399E0][b]"Andressa! You are looking so much better. How are you feeling?"[/b][/color] she inquired, choosing to ignore the strange battle between the men. If they wanted to flaunt how much bigger their... bits were she was not going to get involved until it was necessary. It was merely a pissing match for most. Her biggest concern was whether Luciver's wounds poked at by the words of others would push him to the edge. Gen seemed to have things under control at the moment. [color=D399E0][b]"It is lovely to see you awake too, Lucivar."[/b][/color] She hoped her voice would bring him back to the reality of now. Part of her attention was trained on them as she invited the woman to join her little potion making party. [color=D399E0][b]"Have you made any cures before? Do you know how to cut and separate herbs? I can direct you."[/b][/color] She let go of one of Andressa's hands to lead her by the other to the blanket. [color=D399E0][b]"We are just about ready to start working on the mixing portion of the restorative potion for how fair hostess."[/b][/color] Her eyes then fell upon Mikhail. He was a creature always ready to do what needed to be done. He rode so close to the edge at all times that the Queen's teeth tightened when she sensed his discomfort. Fatima readied herself to give him a command should he overstep some bounds.