This time she did hear the voice again, albeit even more distantly than before. As though the one it belonged to was distracted. You won’t have to learn any new languages if you do what you’re told. I’ve already taught you how to communicate with changelings. You have an encyclopedic knowledge of their scents. You know all their passwords, and their keys. You could be a queen if you wanted. Assuming you were one of them. I don’t recommend it.