Stone Circle bring strife and discord with you wherever you may travel.

Hello, love.

After she'd narrowly escaped him that day in Bearclaw Valley, Laurel thought that she was free of him. She thought that she would be safe, so long as she stayed in Easthollow's territories. How could he have followed her here? How did he even know where she lived? How had he found out? Her heart thrummed in her chest as she stared at her demon, wishing that she had the courage to do anything against him, yet knowing that she was completely within his power now. She wanted to kick and scream and fight, like she had that night when he had surprised her and taken her. She'd put up a fight all the way through. But now she just stared at him and she didn't know what to do.

Her gaze drifted briefly to her children, who seemed unharmed in the background. She swallowed thickly and looked back at him, gently shaking her head. No... she muttered. You can't be here. Please. Please, just go. Her eyes shimmered as she stared at him. Laurel had never pleaded anyone in her life. She'd always taken control of every situation, but right now, her knees were weak and she could not take all of her children to safety at once. Fighting meant risking her life as well as theirs, and last time she had fought she had lost... Somehow, the thought of fighting and losing again was worse than to simply give up and give in. She still clung to the last shreds of hope as she faced him.

Hope that someone would find them.
Hope that he would decide against humiliating her again.
Hope that there was something in him that'd listen to her pleas.
Hope he had some form of decency.