She leaned forward, her gaze unwavering. "It's simple, the dead priest's job was very underwhelming and undeserving. What is needed from your Majesty is to open your kingdom to Björn's priests, allow them to establish temples and strengthen the faith among your people. In return, we will train your soldiers to embrace a strength that surpasses any mortal's—and, if you so desire, we will stand with you against Osita. Together, we can create a power that will be remembered across ages."
If this had been earlier, Nwadiebube might have agreed. But now, having realized he may have incurred the wrath of the god of nature, he was wary of allying with someone who opposed that god.
Ezinne had just proposed a temporary solution for the situation, though it was still uncertain if it would work. But at the moment, Nwadiebube needed every advantage he could get.
