"Can you accept the arrangement I made in the High Pass? Or do you object to the decisions we made?"
Ashlynn's question stunned many people in the audience, but Hauke had been expecting it for the past few days. Frost Walkers tended to be more straight forward than most, but when she approached him on the second day of his recovery, she made it clear that handling an audience as large and diverse as the one they'd gathered in the Vale of Mists would require more 'theatrics' than the young Frost Walker lord was accustomed to.
Ashlynn gave him plenty of time to consider his answer, and he'd rehearsed what he needed to say several times, running through his lines in his mind right up until the moment that the heavy, iron-bound doors to the great hall opened and he entered alongside Virve.
