Firestone Hot Springs come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones

Lotte was disappointed by the male’s reluctance and wounded by the distance he placed between them, but her better sense appealed to her mere moments later. Why wouldn’t he move away from her? She was practically fawning over him for reasons even she couldn’t understand. Carefully, “I live with my mate and daughter among the sequoias,” she replied with a warm smile, breathing deeply of the tepid, humid air with a contented sigh. She wasn’t altogether certain what was and wasn’t public information about her Family and kept things as vague as she could while continuing to tell the truth. There was no need for subterfuge and misdirection here. “What of you, herra — where is your home?”