The thick forest near Curt. Curt.
"What do you make of the changes?"
Mila asked Hulu weighing his gut with her curious gaze. He seemed to be a little bit of a faker skin. Like he was a shallow part of himself, a borrowed version, and twas quite a difficult thing to think.
"I do not know what your point is."
He made sure to make his voice as calm and respecting as it could be. He seemed to had started to respect the fact that Mila was more than his lover. She was his master and that remained so.
"Father would not leave me for dead. What do you think? He hadn't sent any of his guards to come retrieve us."
Worries were decking her face. She wasn't making an effort to get rid of them. She was owning up to the feelings and making an effort to make him see how she felt about it.