“Most holy lady Kadria,” Tamasa said. “You honour us with your presence.”
This was the high mage? She looked barely older than Tamasa except for the grey streaks in her raven hair, a legacy of her actions during the invasion.
"Get up please," she sounded ill at ease. "You don't need to kneel to me. I had Lilat bring seats for you before I summoned you." She nodded to the chairs before frowning.