Bridges

If the boy Maverick was the reason for Collision's sudden arrival, Gerhardt would be of two minds. One would be frustrated with his son for causing an Alpha to come out of his way, the other would be pleased that the Valhallan King was now here, and within range of proposing an alliance. Gerhardt had been thinking of such things for a while, ever since hearing about Valhalla and it's ways, but he had not heard quite enough to make himself leave his home to offer up a treaty. "Gerhardt Mathias." He would offer his name with it's usual intonation, leaving out his middle name because he lacked need for it. He'd long since realized most wolves had dropped their surnames as well, but Gerhardt was not willing to part with Mathias, and knew that Collision, of all wolves, would appreciate it as he too carried a surname of Adravendi. The King listened on as pleasantries were offered, and a motive was given. So, the King had bestirred himself to Seracian lands on account of wanting an alliance? How wonderful. A smile graced the monarch's features. "I daresay we are of one mind, Collision. An alliance between our lands has been on my mind for quite some time. What sort of details did you have in mind?" Everyone expected something slightly different out of an alliance, and the King was interested to see just how Valhalla handled their affairs, as well as get a bit more information from the King before fully pledging the Kingdom's loyalty.

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