Leukos
It was dark when Taga entered the tent. I found it strange that she was still wearing her veil and turban even after camping. She normally only wore those when we were traveling through the desert but it had been a long day I supposed. She probably hadn’t had any time to stop and tend to her own needs in the middle of the negotiations. The entire camp was still active even hours after the sunset had passed.
Wolf, my father and King Korsag were still negotiating and Talon remained close to their tent in case that a fight started between them and he needed to break it. Judging by the sound of their growls a fight was supposed to happen at any time. I sighed and took a seat, watching Taga prepare my tea while I tried not to think about the worse outcomes of this negotiation
