Neverwinter Forest manihost

i have been well, came a simple answer. a single, shining amber shone back at the guardian, and he wondered what the king was truly here for. the purpose of his visit. and though he did not mind an occasional, meaningless chat, he knew that a visit from the winterlord was more than a random visit, and the deliberation within his words did much to prove such a suspicion. the læknir? he gave a thoughtful nod of his head.

we have spoken, he said, then. similarly, they shared a scent ; rosemary, mint, chamomile. ... of our faith, and such. we also shared a bath together, there was no amusement upon his face as he said this, no sense of strangeness, nor anything more than what he hoped to be a friendship, but he knew that if the sunfire man before him was asking of her, there was something going on, something happening. brows drew together.

he thought of the look within her glacier eyes, now.

was there something he was not aware of?