The War for the North [21]
With the sudden arrival of Cryomara and Cecilia, the soldiers were kneeling, their heads bowed.
Cryomara walked over the snow as if floating and stopped right next to the log Cassian was sitting on.
Right behind her was Cecilia, wrapped in white furs, her bluish-white hair dancing in the wind.
General Hareth went down on one knee to show his respect.
"Duchess Cecilia... Lady Cryomara... Good morning, my lady."
Cryomara gestured for them to rise with an elegant hand movement. "Good morning, Hareth."
Then she turned her gaze to Cassian, who was trying to take refuge in the soup bowl in his hand.
A sly smile appeared on her lips.
"May we join you?" she asked in a tone that implied she already knew the answer.
Just as Cassian was opening his mouth to make up an excuse, General Hareth jumped in excitedly:
"Of course! It is an honor for us!"
Soldiers rushed to bring two clean wooden chairs.
