Ouroboros Spine pinched

her face was held and he listened intently to each word spoken.

but it was not him that she had pictured. bear-faced hunter? he was not the scarred image of first warrior that had plagued her.

yet he was steadfast, he was certain. only she was worried what panuk might think of such a thing! would he come to loathe her as if she sought to replace her sister? would the moontide man think such a thing too?

have you spoke such to him?