Wheeling Gull Isle that black dress got your boy seein' red

"if you mean, do i worship a god, do i pray, yes i do, rhaegal," heda said kindly, conversationally, as she led him up the gently sloping beach. "but if you mean do i try to make others think as i do, no. how exhausting."
her laugh was true and lilting. "are you alone?" heda asked politely. she did not think he was, but would not assume until rhaegal had spoken.