Silvertip Mountain bileflowers

arielle was docile enough. merrick compelled the young healer to lean upon him. he was impressed by her; it showed in the way his face had settled and descended down toward her own.
"don't do that again," merrick said in soft warning. he was pliant all the same, and walked with her as far as bloodsport basin, where she could drink.
he watched her. merrick wished to ask the healer if she had feared death.