Blackfeather Woods It was real and I repent

He was pleased that she took his words without a fuss. It would make things easier for both of them in the end. Less time spent struggling with each other meant more time figuring each other out. Kalganov wanted to know what he could gain from her presence. He had not dragged her all the way back for nothing. There had to be something to gain. If not from her then who?

What would make it...better? He questioned with honest curiosity. Obviously he would not take her away from this place but there was no harm taking a pelt or two and tossing it at her to plush up the grounds she slept upon. He might be willing to help a little, depending on what exactly she needed.