She looked at the weapon master, an obviously war-hardened man. She was glad that her new mistress gave him the order not to harm her in any way, though she did not see any hostility from the drow, apart from the usual contempt that the drow had for surface-dwellers, especially elves.<br/><br/>She walked along, and while Ordulu talked, she listened to his words. From what he said, she realized that this one fortress was better protected than the entire elven city she once was a resident of. The drow must've been very focused on war and battle for one fortress to be so heavily guarded.<br/><br/>As they finally reached a 'throne'-room, she was told to kneel down next to the woman. Doing so, she wondered if this drow would really be the ruler of the entire drow society once. She just couldn't see that.