( CONAN)
Two chairs, a relaxing atmosphere and a woman's grey gaze intently fixed on the paper in her hands. A head full of unnecessary thoughts. A few minutes of silence like an eternity. Matilda's face betrays so much by looking at the contract.
"Too much time." The calm words left Matilda's lips.
"Why? We can't rush this process; the choice is really difficult." There was a note of annoyance in my voice, but it disappeared the next second when I remembered who I was talking to.
"We'll shorten everything to ten days. All the other points are ideal. If Camilla is really determined to follow in the footsteps of her destiny, she will decide even sooner. I realize that all this seems hasty, but the Snow Pack and the Silver Mountain Pack have not had a firm female hand for more than a few
