Somewhere in the Sacred Forest.
Still at the cabin, Dimitri Norton sighed. He knew trying to talk to Blanca about not leaving him for supplies in the nearby villages or town was fruitless. How could he say no to those beautiful eyes? He shook his head as a slight grin curved his mouth. If the circumstances were reversed, there would be no need to go to the village.
"Blanca, are you sure about going there?" His voice was low, almost a whisper. His throat was still aching, but Blanca hated it when he talked to her in her mind, so he was trying his best to speak even though it hurt like hell. He would endure such pain for this woman. He continued, "I would call on every human in the vicinity to nourish you. Stay here and be safe." There was a threat in his voice, subtle but still there, and she caught the echo of his censored thought. No human would ever be safe from him if Blanca were hurt.
