Grouse Thicket Whiskey please

"Stalk you? I would never," Wraen pretended to be slightly offended, but her cheeky smile betrayed her. Rye on the other hand really looked worried and she thought she should elucidate him on the matter to set his troubled thoughts at rest. 

"I will reveal you a little secret - you told me this yourself. I just asked a clever question," she explained, then she got to her feet, arched her back to stretch in a cat-like manner and finished this exercise with shaking her coat. 

"Alright, my noble knight!" she spoke to him. "I have a practical quest in mind and I would be honoured to have your assistance," she told him. "Are you up for it?"