Jade Fern Grove pilot

suliya’s brow lifted, her expression both curious and faintly amused. your god? she murmured, her voice low and lilting, a sharp edge of intrigue threading through her words.

her gaze swept over him, searching, weighing. she wondered at the fire this sol must be to hold his devotion so firmly. what is his word? she asked, her head canting slightly, eyes wafting over him. i may...help.