Sirona's heart fell, and she shot Atticus with a vaguely panicked look. Goddamn it. She knew she should have shoved Alistair's stupid blond head into the trunk to be used as proof.
However, Atticus still seemed somehow calmer than expected in the face of such a rejection.
"I understand your concerns, but I would urge you to reconsider," Atticus said. "Reaweth suffered a tremendous loss in human life when the number of infected began growing exponentially. My men and I did our best to stamp out all remains, but there's always a possibility of a strain escaping containment and making its way to Xahan. This is a problem that requires more than one kingdom's help to be eradicated."