The titian fae couldn't help but sigh at her company's honest curiosity. "Who knows." she whispered softly. The former alpha's of Whisper Caverns, her parents, they never told any of the children why they had to leave. Not with full detail, not in the way they deserved to hear. Though she had picked up on their conversation with Nina a tad whilst they were relocating, but it all just sounded like bullshit to her. "If I'm allowed to be blunt, honestly, they disappointed me. Whisper Caverns.. That throne was supposed to be mine." the girl rolled her eyes, dismissing this portion of discussion officially.
"Nineva," Rose spoke without hesitation. "Nineva Hervok, my sister.." her idiot kin, the girl who just couldn't adapt to their stay at Secret Woodlands, the girl who'd rather run away than face her fears. 'Tch, the same girl thought she had a claim to my throne..' allowing the atmosphere to fall silent for only just a moment, the fae found herself gazing at the ground below them. "Actually, though I hate to admit it..She's more than likely dead, there's been no evidence of her safety." and unlike everyone else, the youngest Hervok was finally beginning to just accept it for what it was. "Enough about her, you said you're looking for someone, no?"