Neverwinter Forest rikkefaul

"c-c-cold," she admitted through a chattering of teeth, yet remained too stubborn to remove herself from these cleansing waters. there was a spark of playful envy in her sight as the man waded unbothered in theses chilled ripples. how she longed for a northerner's coat now!

but she would not let him see such desire, a spirited smile taking upon the man's words and devouring them. "it will," she exhales in a bout of acceptance, lungs filling with a breath so deep she might not need air ever again. "i will let it." and then she is diving beneath the water, embracing it to tear away the air's cold grip upon her.