The Dead.

"It has been a while since we saw the Sovereign," Xie sat in a meditative posture overlooking a lake, smiling slightly from the soft cool wind and the kisses of dusk.

"Lord Vestic is a busy man, Xie, a better question is why have you come to my home unannounced again?" Grecian answered with a long sigh, though she seemed quite pleased while she sat on a chair in the corner of her balcony with a glass of wine in her grasp and a half bottle more before her.

"Indeed," The man agreed. "You once said that you were not formally trained, not truly, after being taught the history of your people you were married off and told to conceal your identity-"