The most beautiful of wolves shines in the dining hall's candle lit room as she perches beside me.
"You must have had a good reason for you to make my wife call for me," Delic assumes, glaring at the people before us.
I point over at the man named Skye who is one of two men standing up with the other being Diore. "That gentleman over there wanted to see my valiant guardian arctic wolf spirit as proof of my legitimacy, so I abided by his request."
Delic floats over to the man while shifting into her arctic wolf form. She pauses in front of him and stares straight into his eyes. "Questioning someone who claims to be the Winter Vessel could have a dangerous consequence if said person really is the Winter Vessel."
