We had to ensure that this plan was valid, that the woman was truly ours. Testing the match would be the confirmation we needed, although I felt the pull by just looking at the female before us.
“Very well. I will organize the selection and return.” Regent Bard nodded in my periphery, then walked from the room, the silent and forgotten Gyndar following.
“We don’t even like each other. How are we going to do this?” Drogan asked. He ran his hand through his slightly shorter hair in a gesture I recognized. I’d just done it a moment ago.
“Didn’t they have triplet females on Viken that we could each have?” I leaned forward and placed my hands on the table. “It would solve the problem as easily as claiming one female,” I added.
“The regents want one child, not three. One new leader,” Lev cla
