Northstar Vale blood in the cut [m]

In a world of little choice, Meadow has now placed with one that felt almost impossible. It was an easier route, she surmised, to simply decline him in the most polite way possible and then slink off to Epoch where she could adopt a bunch of little critters and become known as the crazy critter lady.

Or she could take a leap of faith, and go for the hard route—the one where she would try to blindly trust a man who had truly come into her life with the force of a maelstrom in the likes she had never before experienced.

But no, Meadow was determined right then and there that what she wished to do, was dip a toe in the figurative waters. She could not jump in head first— would he hold that against her? And she felt the flutter in her chest—a demand, then, from the man before her, her eyes alight with a stubborn fire. “Court me, then, Reyson. Casually. Please, prove me wrong at every chance you have.”