CHIEF KEIRAN Arin was sitting comfortably on a couch inside a luxurious cabin beside a similar-looking petite woman. The girl, who was around her age smiled at Tori the moment she stepped foot in the room. The chief looked behind her, and when he saw that the second prince was not with her he visibly let out a breath of relief.
The royals and the northern tribes have a strained relationship, huh?
Tori curtsied in front of the two who were relatives. "Blessings to the northern tribe, Chieftain Keiran Arin, and his companion."
"Please take a seat, lady of the empire. You must have heard how savage the northern tribe folks are."
Sitting gracefully before them, Tori took notice of the lack of tea at the center table. She missed Lily's concoction.
"Nonsense, Your Grace. If we're talking about nasty rumors, then I am a contender myself."
