King Elk Forest happy birthday to the deorwine kings.

Reproduction wasn’t a childish dream in his mind. It’s a duty that inevitably must be done, lest the bloodline fizzles out. Now love, however, that was  childish dreams. Is that what she desired next season? The thought made him chuckle. He never thought of his sister as the romantic type.

It’s the easiest choice, but the idea makes me wary. He’d much rather find his sister a suitor within Kingslend than some random man. Like him, she doesn’t have many options, but she did have more men to choose from.

There’s Henryk, he thought aloud, or... Germanicus. He clearly favored the former.