[ He's hard to look at, small and scared like that. Like a cornered animal. Nothing like in her vision of the future, so strong and brave and charismatic. Nothing like the troll who's going to kill her, yet that's exactly who he is. He's just a scared kid, too. It's strange and yet it clicks into place.
She straightens up, backing away but not leaving the room. Then she glances to Darkleer. His matesprit, his show, right? ]
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She straightens up, backing away but not leaving the room. Then she glances to Darkleer. His matesprit, his show, right? ]