"Goblins?"
She smiled, though sadness tugged at the corner of her lips. "And here I thought you came to check on the sewers again." "Goblins
"You could stay for supper," she offered quietly. "The sisters make a fine root stew." "Goblins?" She smiled
Sword Maiden watched from the altar steps, one hand resting on her staff. "Goblins
He stood, slipping the blade into a sheath at his lower back. For a moment, he hesitated—a rare thing. Then he reached into a pouch and pulled out a small, wrapped bundle.
Sword Maiden tilted her head. "You noticed that? During the five minutes you watched him train?"