She found him. Now she has to gain his trust.

Wren watched his instinctive move to the dagger hilt at his waist. He knew who she was and assumed he knew why she came. She carefully lifted her empty hands from her sides and spread the fingers slightly. As she met his gaze, she realized that he was going to be much harder to convince of her intentions than Katraina had been. His suspicious eyes took in her gesture and flickered to Arthus before returning to her face. Her openness momentarily confused him, but that wouldn’t last long. Without dropping his eye-lock on her face, he said something to his companion, who responded by rising from his seat and facing them as well, hand on his sword hilt.

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