Delaney felt anxious as she ate dinner with Vincent that evening. The rain had stopped although the skies were still dark with clouds so it might not last.
Vincent had a mischievous smirk on his face which had hardly wavered since he'd told her his plans to take her into the woods with him. He knew she was worried but he had no worry himself.
"You'll bring your sword?" she asked nervously as they were finishing up their meal.
"I will my Love," he smiled before taking a gulp of wine.
Delaney nodded and looked down but a few moments later looked back up, "And your bow? Will you bring it too in case?"
Vincent chuckled, "I will bring it too if you'd like."
"Thank you," she sighed as her plates were cleared, "Are you sure you don't want to allow some of the men to go with us?"
He sat back in his seat now and laughed out loud, "My Lady do you truly feel I won't be able to protect you? I'm insulted."
