Kasri Ironheart made her way through the fortress of Galburn"s Ridge. A summoning from her father, King Thalgrun, was no small thing, and although she knew him well, the request"s wording left no doubt as to its import.
She passed through the doorway, the Hearth Guard merely nodding at her arrival. Within the makeshift throne room waited the king, flanked by Agramath, the master of rock and stone, as well as the captains of the Dwarven companies. Evidently, this was an official occasion, demanding proper decorum, so she strode right up to him, then bowed deeply.
"You summoned me, My Vard?" she said in her native tongue.
You summoned me, My Vard?"I did," replied Thalgrun. "We are discussing our association with the Mercerians, and I would have your thoughts on the matter."
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