Dragoncrest Cliffs weeper

She heard the water move as the other woman approached but didn't turn to glance that way until the distance had been closed. The water tugged gently at her ankles, pulling sand from beneath and settling her more firmly into the shoreline. It was a beautiful night.

She wasn't expecting the words and heard them, immediately, with skepticism.

It's been a long time since I worried about things like that. You don't need to worry about my pride. She wondered if Jorunn thought she might suddenly have changed her mind, become jealous with the trysts her wife and she shared. It was strange - instead, she found relief.

Some tastes grow with time, she added, looking at Jorunn with a slight teasing air. Honestly, if she allowed herself to embrace it, she was touched by the thought. But she couldn't. She couldn't help but assume other motives.