Morning brought the formal reply. I met Varak in the council chamber with the kings present.
"Your offer honors us," I said. "But our children remain at Frostfang. Their place is here among family and pack not elsewhere or in your territory. We welcome continued trade on fair terms."
Varak's smile stayed fixed though his eyes cooled. "A pity. The girl's talent could flourish under proper masters while she puts them to good use day after day. Better still, trade benefits both our peoples."
He left the chamber with measured steps, but I caught the subtle glance he sent toward the nursery wing. The delegation would depart soon, yet something in their departure felt unfinished.
That afternoon Elara found a bird with a broken wing near the stables. She healed it with gentle hands while Thorne stood guard and Lila watched for strangers. The small creature flew away strong moments later. I praised their care and reminded them again of caution around outsiders.
