Svalin smiled. Yule gifts were usually food, clothing or weapons and judging by what her father just said, it sounded like it was a weapon.
She nodded. "Aye. There ist much to be done." She paused for a moment. "Alseif hath been interacting with Amora's son." This still didn't sit well with Svalin. Not that she had reason to be concerned about her sister, it was Amorason she was concerned about.
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