Emberwood We could be men with ven

He grinned widely at her laughter. Naught but a girl. . . Still, she had it, whatever it was. The quality that fetched followers. He wondered if he did as well; his family would have never said as much to a passive middle son, even if it were true.

Weel, I was lookin' fer my brother, but ye found me before he did, Pyg remarked casually. Sure, I'll walk wi' ye. At least for a little while.

He padded up to take his place by her side, looking down upon the fae with such a charming, carefree manner. What brought ye to this place? Ye seem to know a lot of folk around here.