Arrow Lake [m] i'm using all my strength to get out of this hole

River turned sharply at the sound, chin dripping, eyes flashing. She turned to study the phantom, mist whirling away from him, eyes like voids in the dark. Someone of a lesser constitution may have even been unnerved. But where some may have seen something to fear, Sandraudiga only saw potential.

Her gaze trailed along each strong, pale limb, the line of his jaw, the lean contours of his shape. A hungering simmered unbidden in her belly. Her hormones crooned back to him, though she herself was silent. With an ominous ripple of her spine, she lifted her chin, daring.

A tacit invitation.

Was he as brave and certain as he was handsome?