She gave a short, reluctant nod. "Fine."
"You don't have to worry too much. Theron, Trovald, and Galen will handle matters of our allies."
Galen spoke next. "What about the Rogue King? If we are gathering allies, perhaps we should consider asking him to join us."
The atmosphere shifted slightly. Alaric's expression hardened. "No."
Galen's forehead creased. "He commands a large number of fighters. If he joins us, it would strengthen our forces. I'm certain he won't refuse to help his mate's son. He'd respect the bond before anything else."
"The fact that Orion's son is mated to my daughter does not make me trust the rogues. I will not be indebted to them. If we ask for their help, they will demand something in return. And they never ask for small favors. The result will always be something I cannot give." Alaric replied coldly.
Aveloria tilted her head slightly. "And what exactly would they ask for?"
