"If you do not have the strength to kill for the sake of saving our world, maybe I should ask Rashida back. You are right, we should go." Rosana sneezed as if to agree, and then the princelings moved forth in front of the group.
The villagers formed two lines between witch Prince's entourage was directed toward a large building made of timber and planks. It's roof had a thick layer of snow on top and a small wisp of black smoke rose from a wide chimney. One could think it was a forge...
...and not a large feast hall. Low tables were flanked from two sides by simple piles of hay and wool, seemingly used as seats. There was only one chair; made of bright wood and decorated with animal skulls and furs were used to cover the back and seat of it.
"Our guards dining hall looks more opulent than this." "Shh, they might hear you. And who's that?" "How would I know?" They were referring to a blonde girl that was talking with King Ethelred. She was glancing at Prince and his companions from time to time. After a while, she looked at the Prince, brushed her robe, and stepped forward the group.
"Welcome, southerners, in our humble settlement. Our mead is yours, and so are our beds." King Ethelred stepped up to her and patted her on the shoulder.
"This is Aenwynn, my only child." The girl grimaced, as if hurt by the label somehow.
"If you need anything, just tell her and she will make sure to accomodate. Please, sit anywhere! My villagers are already making preparing flatbreads and roast the meat and fat." "Thank you, kind, uhh, King. I didn't introduce everyone properly before. I'm Pri- I'm Aliberti, and that is my sister-" Prince Aliberti looked after Rosana, but she was already seated - right next to a big open fireplace surrounded by stones.
"That's my sister Rosana there. And those are my... companions, yes. So, what business did you want to talk about...?" "Do not worry! One should not talk business on empty stomach and I'm sure you have spent some time traveling so far north. Come! We shall eat warm meat and drink cold milk and then sing!" Prince Aliberti let out a sigh before following King Ethelred, who sat down at the throne, and then seated Aliberti on his left hand side. He didn't look as if he was particularily pleased with his accomodations.
Rosana, on other hand, was already vividly chattering with two young maidens who listened to her with mouths open in awe.