QUOTE : He watched her again while she worked, his gaze unnervingly intense. Once the tea was steeped, she walked back over with it, passing him the mug. <br /><br />“Here,” she said. “This will help.”<br /><br />He nodded slowly, taking it from her as she sat down in a nearby chair. “You’re not what I expected.” <br /><br />“Let me guess.” She raised a brow, trying to feign indifference. “You expected the woman who sold her soul to Pysgod, becoming so cursed that she could not even bear her own children and then, in her rage, tried to murder the Ri of Ceffyl?”<br /><br />He cleared his throat, dropping his gaze to the floor. “Something like that.”<br /><br />“Be careful when you only hear the word of one man.