@beforexile i speak for house beowulf when i say we don’t take orders from those we have yet allied with [ the young lioness was hesitant, hands gripping onto the handle of her selected weapon as if her life depended on it knuckles growing a pale white by the second. his demeanor seemed pure, and maybe he was a good liar, she could always see the truth within someone’s eyes, and he in fact had been uttering nothing but truths. reluctantly she lowers the sword from in the air and rather by her side one hand still wrapped around the handle in case he made one wrong move and she sought out means to protect herself ] what has .. your father sent you to the north for?