Stone Circle Beholden to the dust that adheres

The princess smiled at that, and trembled a little less, because she thought it was funny. She had asked Bjarna to come with her. Now Bjarna asked her to stay. Which would it be? Both? Neither? Both, yes, She decided. And then... Then...
It would be better. What would be better? She didn't know what better looked like, anyway, but now they would know. We will see what it looks like, and maybe it will be beautiful, The princess murmured, and trembled once again.