Nodding in agreement, Priya brought her horse to a slow, pleasant trotting by Calista's side, admiring the other's beauty against the forest's wilderness. She raised an eyebrow at the 'woman from Árdghal', wondering if it was one of'hers' of one of the endless ladies of Árdghal who all made great minions and Bringers of Death as far as she was concerned.
"I don't think I have ever met one," she lied, eyes wide in slight wonder. "What was she like? They say in Árdghal the women lead, it must be a good place to be one. And they must be different, as people."
Priya had, indeed, heard of the incident befalling Lady Leavey's son, and wondered if the Mordha family had had anything to do with it, or merely the Keeper reminding the nobles that even they could suffer from terrible accidents. "Yes, I heard about that. I'm glad your children are alright as well. Is the boy whose fingers...is he recovering?"