Evander's POV I opened my mouth and closed it, struggling to find the right words. "I... I..."Just then, she burst into laughter. "I am just pulling your legs. You warriors are always so serious."I blinked, staring at her in surprise. "You are joking?""Of course I am joking," she replied, still smiling. "Did you really think I would refuse to help? Sit, sit. You look like you are about to fall over from stress."She gestured to the chairs by the window. I moved toward them, still somewhat in shock.The queen mother had always been different from what I expected. Where other nobles were stiff and formal, she was warm. Where others spoke in careful political language, she was direct and honest.It was one of the reasons Alaric had turned out as reasonable as he had. She had raised him with a sense of duty tempered by kindness.As I sat, she poured wine into two glasses and handed one to me."You know," she said, settling into her own chair. "There was a time when people thought you
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