“The satisfaction of knowing she had a choice in her fate. And if you two are compatible then there is no harm done. Your dreams of a united country will still happen.”

Aõalríkr thought carefully for a few moments. This woman had spirit, he could see that clearly. Her haughtiness and extreme arrogance were not ideal qualities in a ladies companion. They were however expected references of character to people in positions of power. If he didn’t know better he would think that she was of royal blood herself, as she walked about like she was queen of this world.

“What is your name so that we might seal this deal properly?”

Kári barely hesitated with an answer. A name was a valuable tool to work with and it revealed much about a person. He thought she was nothing more than a paid companion to a princess and not the long lost half-sister to said princess. She had kept her identity a secret from others for years now and was well accustomed to the game. So she answered simply with no evidence of a lie in her voice, giving him only a first name as if she were only a peasant girl.

“It is Kári,” she informed the prince. She could see the slight surprise in his face. It was a name given to boys not girls. But her father had gifted her with this masculine name and no one contradicted the decisions of the Allfather.

“Well, Kári, companion to the princess Sefa Haldis, I am Aõalríkr Torvald, prince of Sigurheim and future king of both the Eastern and Western Nation.”

“You’re very pompous aren’t you?”

Álfr growled a warning at her to keep her tongue in check.