“You’re Erik’s eldest daughter?” “Pleased to meet you, sire,” I said, lowering my head. “We haven’t met before?” Elm exhaled through his teeth. “Hence the introduction, brother.” Hauth reached forward, taking my hand and kissing it. “Better late than never.” Elm made a gagging sound. “That’s enough of that,” he said, steering me away from his brother before the High Prince could get another word in.
Elm I have a feeling I’m going to like you 🥹😂
