Neverwinter Forest keep up

comfort. his presence at her nape is like a blanket drawn over shoulders.

bodies gather, work is being done. a village might rise before he ever laid eyes upon her father! they would see these things, she knew.

i mean for you — us — to sit among moonwoman and sun man. tell them your ways, discuss our engagement. see the lands i have come from!

rushing, rushing. yet the snows would gather soon and his bride price would still need to be paid. if they wished to wed in the deep snows!

maybe i am too quick — a restless sort of energy. but i have so little want for waiting. turning to look upon his face now, searching and wanting.