Ravensblood Forest O Brother Where Art Thou?

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Arturo acknowledges his brother-in-law’s bow with a dip of his crown, in acceptance and in greeting. Arturo’s gaze flits to Olive for a moment as she backpedals out of the scene, grateful that she has given them privacy to discuss “family matters”, not knowing that she has not entirely departed and instead remains hidden in the underbrush. His attention does not linger long upon where she has departed, and instead goes back to Dagfinn. He offers Lotte’s twin a small cant of his head, the tongue that he shares with his sister still very much foreign upon Arturo’s ears. Still, he does not tire hearing it even as it flows from this man’s lips. By sacrosanct vows and acts they are brothers already even without the trials that Dagfinn has come to issue him. Arturo likes to believes he is an honorable man, if nothing else, though as it is, Arturo feels miffed for the briefest of moments that Dagfinn would think that he would dishonor Lotte who is the sun that his world revolves around but Arturo does not speak, does not let it show. Dagfinn does not know and he is only trying to do what Arturo does for Chusi: watch out for her. For this, Arturo cannot and does not fault him (and can perhaps understand some of his growing daughter's frustrations with him; not that he'd be inclined to admit it).

“Lotte has never mentioned any trials to me,” Arturo muses thoughtfully, breaking his silence as he is skeptical but not entirely able to refuse. If there is one thing that Arturo Fearghal hates it is the idea that he must prove himself by another man’s conditions. He has no issue setting these conditions for others himself, but he has spent all of his life proving that he is more than a coyote’s bastard and the idea drudges up unwelcome memories that the Fearghal monarch would much rather forget. “What does this right of Mittapuu entail?” Arturo inquires with a quirk of his brow, the smoky timbre of his deep, accented voice low and curious as his tail sways lightly against his hocks.

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