Faint rustling told me clothing was being removed, and I did not like the way my heart momentarily seemed to stop beating at that thought. That would be just my luck, I supposed. To get so far out here, close to three days’ ride from the warden’s, and die in this inky snarl of woods, leaving Killian and Magnolia and the animals to fend for themselves.
Dude has a feeling for the first time in ages and thinks he’s having a heart attack 🤣
