Neverwinter Forest When I was a child, I heard voices

stunning <3

priceless, he said.

the men around her new bride prices. they knew what might be asked of her. had any dared to say that it was impossible to ask for the price of a priceless thing? if it was wiles, she was oblivious to them. charmed so deeply that it set a forest fire ablaze within her.

seal hunter had not burned her so hot, bear hunter had not burned her so hot.

was it the newness of this man? was it something entirely else? some kind of presence he held, unmatched by any?

i do not set the price.

she sought to kiss his chin, his jaw. if he left and they never knew one another ever again, then let him remember her.

you must ask my mother, my father. they decided.

she did not want to think much on it. she did not want to waste the air between them with words. unless, did he truly mean to? maybe he meant only to woo her, to let her burn so brightly and leave her as embers in his absence.

it was a risk she found she might be willing to take.