Sleepy Fox Hollow sunset

she was shy, careful in the way she spoke of her mother. mahler would remember this perhaps, for another time. "very good. join us as an herbalist. you vill learn."
he gestured, and emmerich stepped; mahler showed that vivienne should do the same. "i could use another pupil," the chieftain said with a broad smile.
her hesitance was not a mark against her.