Neverwinter Forest mnēmē

taken.

she stepped a touch closer. amber eyes looked over him with a fineness. his height still toward over her own. in fact, he might tower nearly anyone who walked the woods.

free.

did he mean to stay as such? she did not know if his spirit would ever settle in this place, no matter if she thought it good to see him.

perhaps he would walk far and taste this freedom for all it was worth.

not yet, she told him with a bit of a sly smile. but there is a man who means to pay my bride price. he leads here, too. who she adored, who she loved. one who wished for many children with her!

what do you mean to do with your freedom?