Una Luxa...
"Transient, Royal... I am J'Hira," she replied. "Though could not we - could not I - be both? As fleeting in this dimension and in this time as the rain of photons that heralds the rainbow but as noble as the woman who holds out her hand to the beggar? August has brought me here and it would be to him that I would direct your questions for he is the one with the most knowledge of this place and where my being finds her place in it. But what of you? What shadow does your soul cast on this universe?"
While she talked, she lingered and while she lingered the gemstones flickered. Perhaps it was a pattern or perhaps it was some random expression of the primal that established a pattern but the sharp lavender flashes sought the woman's eyes and whether the facets sparkled before her iris fell on them or after who could say.
"He seeks safety in the house of his parents. Have you been offered that same respite by virtue of your birth?"