Marian spoke, smiling at Dantalian with her elbows resting on her desk and her head resting in her hands. "Well done, Dantalian. I was truly surprised by how quickly you managed to resolve the situation my elven friends were facing."
Dantalian sat in a simple wooden chair, which seemed too plain to receive such an important visitor. With a fake smile on his face and his hand placed on his thigh, Dantalian replied, "Of course, when I set out to do something, I go and do it. By the way, have you seen your daughter? She arrived safely, and from our conversation, she seems eager to see you again." Dantalian touched his chin and continued, "She mentioned something about being a naughty girl and how the world is terrifying."
Dantalian clicked his tongue and shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe she almost died because of the illness that plagued the elven kingdom."
