CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND ELEVEN – ACCEPTABLE COMPROMISE

As they dressed and made their way to Erik's study, the playful mood gave way to focused determination. Anna spread out a large map of the territory on Erik's desk, her finger tracing potential meeting locations. "What about here?" she suggested, pointing to a clearing near the center of the map. "It's about equidistant from both territories, and it's large enough to accommodate everyone comfortably." Erik leaned over her shoulder, studying the map. His proximity sent a shiver down Anna's spine, momentarily distracting her from the task at hand. "Focus, Mrs. Fairchild," Erik murmured in her ear, clearly aware of the effect he was having on her. "We have a peace treaty to arrange, remember?" Anna cleared her throat, forcing herself to concentrate. "Right. The clearing. What do you think?" Erik nodded, his expression turning serious. "It's a good choice. Neutral ground, easily defensible if things go south. But how do we ensure everyone's safety during the meeting?" Anna chewed her