Neverwinter Forest Simple things

Amalia studied the way his face broke into a grin. It wasn't quite a kind one, but it wasn't overly cruel either, though clearly something amused him, and he wasn't willing to share.

Amalia was afraid of him, but she was also curious, he reminded her of the Enigma's in the stories, her mother would have whispered to her when it was time for bed. Those wolves that you couldn't help but wonder about. Mother always said those were the most dangerous kind. Bewitching and beguiling, often ensare you before you could think.

Amalia's brows raised at his answer, and she gave a cheeky smile. Both are pleasing yes, but one must like one over the other at certain times, certain places, in certain moods. As you say what is darkness without light. The answer simply put is nothing