“Clearly there needs to be some ground rules established.”
‘Ground rules? Are you serious? Do you still not trust me? What more do I have to–’
At which point reason, priestly vows, and the knowledge that anything he said might be reported back to Hjolrin or Frithjofr later cut Haaki short. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply until he was able to look at Tortulja without gritting his teeth, although his hands remained knotted into fists at his side.
‘I mean, of course. Whatever you say. What ground rules did you have in mind?’









