The Heartwood heilig

"do you have secrets, minne?"

her hackles prickled, but it was not with aggression or even fear. it was a shiver down her spine. it was some tangible sense of delight. to play the role of some damsel and lure herself before the jaws of danger. how easily she would be outmatched if she overplayed her hand.

yes.

but she found herself unable to say anything beyond that in this moment. she only turned with him, dared to take a step closer in the circle he was doing around her.