"At what cost to you?" She doesn't flinch. He had indeed told her; however, she'd not taken him so literally, assuming he meant it as a figure of speech. Hadn't they all done terrible things to protect their people? Did this have to do with the strange shift in color of his eyes?

Once, she called herself a monster, for so many viewed her children as such. They were the same.

"And which do you strive for, my lord?" She knows that he does not desire conquest. Carving out their own existence would allow for a thread of peace she believes none she's grown acquainted with has ever truly known. There was structure to Olympia, structure this kingdom lacks. And in its lack comes a freedom to it. It reminds her of the Dothraki, in some ways, though judgment came in numerous other ways. "I do not think it wise to choose a side in this war. Nevertheless, we've no choice, lest we decide to live in the wild."