Chapter 37
Sansa's Pov
Hina adjusted her neck back to normal and began to walk toward me like a fox. I held my breath. I remember how she left a deep scar on my wrist that was still painful and that I kept hidden from everyone.
During heavy storms, I had a habit of remaining silent and standing firm without falling. Acting strong in any situation, no matter how terrified I was, always worked for me.
"You must have come to meet her," her honey-like voice said.
She was circling me, probing my character. She was small, but the power she possessed within herself was unrivaled; she was incredible.
My hand moved slowly toward my pants pocket. I grabbed it and was about to pull out the pistol when she grabbed my wrist and stopped me in the middle of my movement. while she stood on the bed to face me.
"There's no need to do that; it might scare her."
She moved away from my wrist and slowly approached my ear.
"Somethings should be kept hidden,
Let sleeping dogs lie."