Chapter 69

Tori was now getting used to the wintery state of the Arin Tribe in her third morning in the place. She was in the middle of brewing her chamomile tea when a familiar firm three knocks interrupted her. Not bothering to open the door, she continued with what she was doing as she replied. “Come in!”

Tori poured another round of tea to the second teacup for her favorite guest. She did not glance at the person who entered the premises of her room. Instead, she proceeded to sip her kind of h******. The familiar thud of the footsteps became closer until the silhouette stopped in front of her. Finally looking up, Tori greeted her guest with a polite smile. “Please have a seat, Your Grace.” Tori gestured to the empty seat in front of her.

Chief Keiran, who had a solemn look on his face, took the seat in front of Tori without even bothering to glance at the served delights and tea on the table. “Your messenger brought a message from the warriors last night.”

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