The queen and the soldier

I did dinner with Ko Braya tonight. She reminds me of Elsebeth in many ways. I get the same urge to flee to Delve, and I watch everything I say very carefully.

She's trying to read me, I think. To tell which way I'll jump if she tosses something my way. She asked a few questions about Matariki, as well as about Electus Matari.

I owe her truth, but I don't know that I owe her honesty. She doesn't need to know my hopes or dreams. I feel like she'd try to weigh them somehow to see if they'd be exploitable.

Perhaps that's what her role requires of her, and maybe I should be pleased that she's trying to be good at it.

But I'm not sure I'll like her nieces...