Bab 104: Cooling Down

Paulus flinched, staring at the sturgeon head that Ashlynn had impaled into the table in front of him. This was the delicate human noblewoman that Lady Nyrielle had taken as her Seneschal? The trophy wife selected to bear the next set of Lothian heirs? Suddenly he felt very misled by the messenger the Eldritch Lady of the Vale had sent to inform them of her guest and the reason she needed to cross through the High Pass. 

Paulus's gaze darted from the impaled fish head to Ashlynn's fierce expression, then to the approving nods of the other Frost Walkers both at the high table and among the more common guests. 

His jaw clenched as he realized his carefully laid plans were unraveling before his eyes. This human witch had outmaneuvered him, turning what should have been a moment of triumph into a humiliating defeat.