Silverlight Terrace the tell-tale heart

the gleam in her eyes changes—the violence remains, but its target shifts. no longer is her wrath aimed on Nuak, but on the woman who'd bewitched him. . .or tried, anyway. not well enough, it seems, for he is into the idea as well.

Avicus nods, and turns away, moving a few paces before stopping again. head turns, slowly, regarding him with something like suspicion.

who is she? the yearling asks, brows drawing together. who is she to you? she means. for perhaps this is just an elaborate ruse to ensnare her on the moonwoman's mountain. Karst had always been subservient to her, but as Nuak, and with a bit of nonsense. . .he might be persuaded to think otherwise.

her posture is stiff, awaiting his response.