"Did you think about just knocking at the door instead of sending letters?" asked Tiamat.
Gritzl sighed, "the men are still not ready, I had to oversee their training properly if I left it in the hands of someone else it would just unravel all that I have done for months, besides what do I say to Lord Blaine, here I am to collect your daughter and take her miles away from you on dangerous missions with possibility that you may never see her again. I don't think that would go over too well with the inlaws."
"I see that's what she signed up for when she agreed to marry you through the good times and bad but didn't the father say she had the pox, perhaps she is badly pockmarked and self conscious about it."
"I think there is more to it than just that Lord Blaine is definitely hiding something and the dragon lord covers his tracks well besides I didn't marry his daughter for her looks."
