~ HARTH ~
She hadn't anticipated the emotion of it. To have him walk her into this beautiful place that felt so peaceful and private. To feel finally free. And to know it all came because of him… the furniture, the furs, the little shelves set against the wall and more of those books he clearly loved. It squeezed her heart to see his little touches in every corner. Even under the dust of lack of use, even in the litter left by animals who'd discovered the spot while it was empty… he was here. She could feel it.
It was like walking into his home for the first time all over again, and yet somehow felt even more personal.
"You're the only one I've brought here," he'd told her while they were still walking through the forest, a slow smile starting on his face. "I've imagined you here every time I've come."
"Me?" she'd laughed.
