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Evelyn Hamilton
Evelyn hesitated. "They have... Nothing to offer... But I can see your point. If we bring them to stability, they'd be greatly in our debt." She ran through the information she knew about Balasieed, which wasn't much. "I don't know if they have a King, a Council, anything. All I know is that they are on the road to falling apart. I will not sail to meet them. But... If their ruler comes to see me and plead for an alliance... I will listen to them with an unbiased ear. If not, then I will rid them from my mind. For now, my priority is Graenum." She chuckled for a moment.
"If I know Alistair at all, he'll be here immediately after his meeting with Ostleim. Begging for an alliance in his typical, noble way." She laughed. That look on Daeshnir's face when she brought up the foreign King... Could it possibly be jealousy? Evelyn had no intentions of marrying Alistair Cadwell, but she hadn't told her Champion that. She had never seen Daeshnir jealous before, he was far too professional, far too good at masking emotions. But she couldn't think of another possible explanation.