Noctisardor Bypass the last few drops from the holy grail

she quailed a little as glaukos came toward her; ironically it was anselm's handling of her which made the red-nape now nervous of the larger man. but he had never sought to dominate her before, and it forced her to take three instinctive steps back — toward etienne. 
"i'm not leaving. not if you're going to just —" break the peace of rivenwood even more. despite her growing trepidation, she backed down no further. exhausted as she was by conflict, she was willing even more to fight for whatever calm she had managed to find here.
the idea of leaving caused her gorge to rise. she was going to be sick, and sat down shakily near the young healer. "you need etienne to help druid," heda whispered. "now you've hurt him. so what are you going to do, glaukos?"
she willed anselm to stay where he was, willed his tensions not to rise. heda could not defend again.