"My cabinet has a meeting this afternoon. Then, I will rely on them. Though - if you want me to be honest with you - my father never did." Guin pulled on the shawl again, though decidedly snatched it off of her shoulders and bundled it into her arms. "It's a wonder he ever got anything done... And that we still stand here." She shrugged slightly, curling the corner of her lip in what she could not decide was a frown or a smile.
When Shadow spoke of Ariad, she laughed. "No hesitation needed. Although, I go by many names. Guin, Sister, Lilith, a'Roihan... A hag who talks too much... Or perhaps the crazy one." She shrugged. "I quite enjoy my name, though, seeing as my mother was human and long dead, but it is quite long..."
And she was the one who taught me to sing. I remember that. She had the voice of an angel herself... My face when dad told me she was dying, I can't imagine Ariad would have thought that one priceless.
"Oh, please, forgive me. I would assume a dragon only eats when necessary, yes? So, mayhaps we should continue on..." She let the words die off. If he wished to continue