She has to nod at the mention of embarrassing stories. Those are her ancestors too, just not in the biological sense. "I think of it more as enjoying things as they come."

The fire's down on the lower terrace to their left, under the red hangings where the Monarchy seems to have set up shop. To give them some credit, whatever one thinks of their politics, they haven't slapped posters up or left piles of pamphlets around: there are sofas and cushions and tapestries with their emblem on the upper section, where their representative is talking to people. But some people look like they're just there to hang around the fire and toast snacks.

Blaze slows down for a minute when Verity mentions the view, giving it an appreciative look. "Yeah. It's good to look out and see what you're fighting for. The Traveler still watching over us. Kinda makes it clear how everything fits together."