naldela_teleyal, Kythorn 20, 1362 DR – Ykril POV
As I sat by my bed spooning the hot milk soup with cinnamon that this beautiful Drow prepared for me and introduced herself to me as Naldela when I woke up, I watched her as she seemed to be arguing with another Drow, a very muscular one, and wondered what was going on. I wished I had learned the Drow language. Then I could listen and understand them. Only a 'No, I will not leave him' from Naldela was possible for me to translate, but otherwise I could only tell by the wild gesticulation that they were in disagreement. I wonder if they were sisters. They already looked very similar, and they also argued with each other, rather like me and Sunih did.
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