"Rumors have a nasty habit of growing each time they are told ahead to yet another person. Eventually you wont recognise even a rumor started upon a true fact for what it originally was." She smiled and nod her head at Tehr, moving alongside him guiding him past the many portraits. A bit further, a few portraits showed more pale women with dark hair, and some with fair skin, freckles, crimson hair. One luxurious painting though, presented a view of the woman that Tehr had just seen outside.<br/><br/>"Glorious, isn't she?" Smiling, the Matron paused to look at that particular portrait as well. Within it was the golden blonde woman with piercing blue eyes from outside, dressed in her black style, but with long gloves, a fine dress, a moon shining behind her and descending staircase of clear white stone.<br/><br/>"She was supposed to take up advisor duty for my sisters, but refused in the end. She's our family's strongest windcaller." She looked at him. "Druid aboard the ship with a blessing of the winds behind her, she is quite capable of making sure our shipments reach where they have to in record times, but some claim she is a dangerous witch for it. Claim druidic traditions belong to the savages and have no place in this day and age." She winced.<br/><br/>"Anyhow, this way." She lead Tehr all the way to a set of large doors, opening them to what looked like a pleasantly lit half-circle room with light shining in from tall windows. There was an elaborate table with three chess-sets on painted glass, and pieces on each board in the midst of a game it seemed. Two women sat facing one another, a blonde woman with blue eyes a white dress and a sweet smile. The other was a black haired woman with long eyelashes and faintly sharp eartips like an elf, with slender body, and a black dress that hugged her bosom so that the v-cut of the front gave a view down beneath her bust as well, giving a good look at the valley between the breasts while covering the nipple. The black haired woman's fingers were covered with black satin gloves as well.<br/><br/>"These are my daughters in control, it seems we are missing one of the three still, but you can begin to make your case for these two if you wish, or we can chit-chat a while."<br/><br/>Neither of the younger women had spoken yet, but observed Tehr. The white dressed young woman smiling warmly like a proper girl from a good family, while the black haired woman's narrowed gaze was one of no reaction or a plain rejection. She said nothing though, waiting instead.