Before it's official

(Caius) Pryor appeared in the doorway on the third morning of our sessions. He had the look he had when something required my attention before it required anyone else's. I held up one hand toward Isla without looking away from the page she'd asked me to explain and finished the sentence and then looked at him. He crossed to me and spoke quietly. "Alpha Caden's delegation arrived at Ironfield's border this morning," he said. "They're requesting a formal meeting. Not correspondence. In person." I looked at him. "Here?" I said. "At a neutral location," he said. "His suggestion. Three days from now." Isla had stopped reading. She was listening without pretending not to. I looked at Pryor. "Who's in the delegation?" "Three wolves," he said. "Senior rank. No warriors." "That's delibera