“Bonjour, Voyageur. Louez ma magnificence et ma pureté."

Focalors cackled into her hand and stared down at them. She shook her head and smiled almost teasingly. A visible blush was on her face from all the laughing she had done. She wiped the tears from her eyes and spoke again.

“of course, if you even know what that means!”

Her accent was authentic and strong. The Hydro Archon sat there with her legs crossed