Ravensblood Forest who do you turn to when the night is darkest?

He gets up as she commands, heaving frame facing her with much confusion. "It could be. Tell me what you want from me." In his tone is a slight beg; a will to be done with the perpetual chase across woods and shores alike. If she did not want him dead, nor did she seek to identify herself as an extension of himself, what was it she required from his presence? The concept of simply enjoying each other's company was foreign to him, for he had always found some concrete purpose in the relationships he held. On the contrary, Cassiopeia was one giant question mark in the way of him living an unhaunted life.