~ HARTH ~
Elreth did roll her eyes at her brother and shoved him aside to face Harth without his bulk hanging between them.
"Here's the thing, Harth… no matter what's happened up to this point, right now we're walking a really fine line, right?"
"I'd say so," Harth muttered.
Elreth sighed. "I need your help. And I understand why you might not want to give it to me. But… I'm not just asking for me. I'm asking for you, and your people, and mine, and… and Tarkyn and… even Zev. I think I understand what's driving him. I know what I've done to contribute to that. And I know I missed my window to solve this with him. So now, I'm asking… asking for your help to create an opportunity that I should have taken advantage of before. I take responsibility for that. So I'm asking… not ordering." She said the words like they hurt her, but Harth had to admire that she didn't try to use her alpha authority. Harth suspected it was powerful.
