Dennis
He chuckled, his deep voice resonating throughout the garden. 
"You have influence upon the Royal Council. That influence can be very useful for someone in my position.. You help me, I help you. After all, not everyone has a clean record..."
Charles
|~| Hare eyed the dragon, thinking about what he should say |~| "Hm, what exactly do you mean by *Not everyone has a clean record*, are you implying something perhaps?" |~| Hare said, giving the dragon a thorough examination with his eyes |~|
Dennis
"Mm. Maybe I am.. Either way, that Council is breathing down my neck every other day. If you convince them to back off, and.. Maybe a few other things.. I'll convince some dragons that you need me to."
He shrugged, stretching out and inspecting a bit of ice that was stuck in a jagged part of his claw.
Charles
"Hmm, may I have the time to think about it?" |~| Arctic Hare asked, his gaze slight less threatening than it had been mere moments ago |~|
Dennis
He tilted his head, narrowing his eyes and watching him critically. He suddenly grew stern.
"You may. If you don't speak of this to anyone. I'll know if you do."
He leaned close to him, his cold breath threatening to freeze the other's ear.
"You have two days to get back to me."
He snarled softly under his breath, before turning starting to walk off.
"Have a good day, Arctic Hare."
Charles
|~| Arctic Hare let out a soft snort before nodding |~| "Very well, have a good day as well"