Upon hearing White Lion's new title, Winters suddenly became interested: "Didn't White Lion always proclaim to be a legislator? When did he become a king?"
"He has always been!" the unfamiliar archery officer replied with righteousness and firmness.
Winters chuckled, "How may I address you?"
"This is [Tuhar], the envoy of King White Lion." The unfamiliar archery officer introduced another archery officer first, then introduced himself: "As for me, your excellency Batu may call me [Skylark]."
Winters calmly sized up Skylark: of average height, around fifty years of age; temples greyed, deep-set eyes; skin hung in wrinkles due to loss of elasticity, his shriveled body failing to fill out the broad Hurd-style robes;
Fingertip joints uniformly thick, in stark contrast to the other archery officer—Tuhar's joints had swollen and deformed due to years of intense use of bows and firearms.
