there's light at the edge of the darkness
Loren didn’t flinch away from Safrin’s purr or raised eyebrows or her fingers, which suddenly twined through his hair. However, rather than the touch providing comfort, he felt suddenly as if he'd strayed into very dangerous territory indeed. Mouth suddenly dry with fear, he swallowed. Not daring to move, he took a deep breath. "No. Not only to you." His words came out softly, and trembled slightly.
Closing his eyes, he took another deep breath. Otherwise, he was still as a statue. "Because I have been blessed by Frey. And it would be a poor display of my loyalty and fealty if I pledged myself solely to you." Again, his voice was barely above a whisper. Only then did he open his eyes and lift his head (or at least he tried), seeking out the goddess' gaze.
Closing his eyes, he took another deep breath. Otherwise, he was still as a statue. "Because I have been blessed by Frey. And it would be a poor display of my loyalty and fealty if I pledged myself solely to you." Again, his voice was barely above a whisper. Only then did he open his eyes and lift his head (or at least he tried), seeking out the goddess' gaze.
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