Bramblepoint that ring on her finger is silver not gold, but i've got a plan to fix that

He had lead her into a place he had never even been in himself. In his opinion, that put them on fair grounds should things suddenly go sour. The place is nice though. Nicer than where he would usually be. Even in the darkness it easy to spot the flourishing fruits of this place.

His head tossed over his shoulder to make sure she was still there. Have you ever been here before? He asked in almost hushed tones.