If she married Thorin and went to Wintertooth, she could escape the king's grasp and ensure Florian's safety, all while maintaining a comfortable life, just like the Alpha had promised her.
Moreover, this was what the ancestor wanted, and he had answered her prayers. She glanced at Thorin, contemplating how their relationship might change if they were married.
For once, the marriage would be purely transactional, and it should benefit them both. They wouldn't become lovers because he clearly had his own agenda, just as she had hers.
Before entering into the marriage, they needed to establish clear guidelines to ensure they could present a harmonious front publicly and function as effective partners in private.
She rose from the sofa, fetched a parchment, and placed it on the table, quill in hand. Carefully, she drafted the terms and slid the paper toward Thorin.
He read aloud, "Rules of the marriage." Arching an eyebrow, he asked, "What's this?"
