Mana is brought to my right arm as I make an energy blade, driving it towards Luccies head.
A pulse of mana stemming from the touch of my chest, and the energy stills and moves towards her.
My middle finger hits her temple, and she doesn't even blink.
"What do you want"?
"Just talk to me, this bringing me to the edge of death thing is pointless, I am an open scroll".
Her breath smells like a wine cellar.
She looks down on me as my back is pressed to a tree, black strands of hair fall on me and they smell like the shire leaves I have been craving, she smells like coffee.
She is scowling with her left hand placed on the back of my neck, and her right hand on my chest.
"I am a good whore, if it may please my lady".
"I can read as well".
"I can cook, and clean".
"I also know how to hunt and kill".
"I read a lot of scrolls and 'books' from a lot of people".
