Talk to Dobra

After confirming that she wasn't in any way armed, you told Dobra to go with you to the tent for further explanation while telling the guards to send her daughters to another tent for custody, making sure to tell the guards to treat them well.

As you walk Dobra to your tent, you strike up conversation. "Pardon my asking, but you seem so out of place among these people. Are you yourself a barbarian?" She laughs a small, joyless laugh. "I suppose that depends on how you define 'barbarian'. I am not of Vertix' people, no. I am from the Boii lands, being one myself. I was a member of a gentry family there, and I was captured in one of Vetrix' raids. He took a liking to me and, once I was pregnant with our Shara, he made me his wife. Not that I was given much choice in the matter. But, I settled into the life of barbarian queen well enough, I suppose." A tragic story to be sure. Yet another tragic twist of fate was had for her today. You feel bad for her, but at the same time, whether or not she approved of Vetrix' actions, she benefited by them. She certainly didn't refuse the fine dress, or extravagant jewelry she is wearing.

Once the two of you are inside your tent, you point to the only chair available for her to sit while you sat on the bed. Then you tell her an outline of your plan for the region and her roles in the plan.

"Truly, sir, you have treated me and my people with all the generosity unexpected from what we did."

"Not really, I'm being pragmatic."

Dobra was quiet for a moment. "My lord, may I ask for a boon?"

"Tell me," you answers noncommittally.

"Would you take one of my daughters as your concubines?"