<strong>"That <em>is</em> his preferred name, yes,"</strong>Door admits with a slow nod.<strong>"You have accepted lodgings, vestments, and sustenance from a daughter of the House of Arch.  By the sound of it, you have also taken a charge at the bequest of a scion thereof."</strong><br/><br/>Beside you, Ingress sucks in a sudden breath.<br/><br/><strong>"What of fealty?"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Sister, I..."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"<em>Quiet</em>, Ingress."</strong>Door's eyes meet yours.  It's enough to make your hackles rise. She's an alpha in her own right, you're sure of it.<strong>"I would have either an oath of fealty or a statement of intent concerning my sister's hand from you, Wolf-ling."</strong><br/><br/>You're also sure that there's something underlying this that you don't know.  Is it a trap?  A test?