Neverwinter Forest hideout

her bounties, forneskja thriving.

she clung onto his words now like a child's favored belonging. she would whisper these things into the bones after they parted.

what she had not expected was his questioning of children!

she thought it might go without saying that she hoped for many of her own. as many as body and home could handle! how flushing a thought. set aside in favor of perhaps gleaming his own interests now.

do you have eyes for a wife, sögumaðr?

he was a man of stable age, one with comfortable rank. his hearth might provide much to any who would wed him.

she did not shy away from his red gaze now.