A pebble caught her toe, and she stumbled off balance and the only thing that kept her from falling was Hel’s grip. She started laughing and said, “Can we go back and get more of that dragon ale?” “Shhh.” Hel held a finger to his lips. “You might as well be screaming ‘Come and get dinner’.” “Oh, and I make a delicious snack.” She lifted her shoulder to her chin and grinned at him then giggled, putting her hand to her mouth. He deadpanned.
