Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

it was heavy. heda stood quietly beneath its burden. "is that why you came back?" she looked curiously into his face, past the long tresses and dour mouth, to his eyes. they had changed. like her his face had no rein. maybe that was why she felt safe around him.
heda retreated from the cave and returned to the brisk, open air. "where do you want to stay instead, then?" she asked, watching a pack of small animals scurry away from her and bartholomew.