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he was a fool, an imbecile. So what should he say? He had no idea how to make small talk.
    “Thank you for saving me,” she said, making him start. He looked at her, seeing her clear eyes, the colour of the newly sprouting leaves on the trees: so green, so vibrant.
    “It was no trouble.”
    “I thought you were very brave. Have you dealt with those gargoyle things before?”
    He shook his head, a little awkwardly; he still hadn’t got used to the change in his centre of gravity that had come with losing a foot off the front of his head. “No. I didn’t even know what they were.”
    “That makes you even braver. They could have killed you.”
    “I couldn’t let them hurt you.”
    She lowered her head and looked at the ground. “I am very grateful. I don’t know what this vampire wants. I would think that they would be more interested in Tara than me.”
    “But Tara belongs to the dragons, so they would have to break the truce to take her.”
    “Belongs to them? Like a slave?”
    “No.” He laughed and then said, “It would take more than a dragon to enslave Tara.”
    “She is very strong-willed. Whereas I am weak.”
    “There is nothing wrong with you.” He faltered, that had not come out right at all. “Tara is very abrasive.”
    “You are very polite. So, Fin, where do you live?”
    “I am staying with Charlotte and Zoah for a few weeks.”
    “So you don’t live in Spellholm? Are you on vacation?”
    “I suppose so,” he said, thinking of how many people filled his home island of Crete in the summer months. “Yes. A vacation. Although I haven’t made up my mind as to how long I’ll stay.”
    “Where is your home?”
    The labyrinth . He wanted to be honest with her, to tell her who he really was, because to be untruthful to her was the hardest thing he had ever done. The innocence in her eyes made him want to kneel before her and bare his soul. Thankfully, they reached her cottage before he’d told her every awful detail about himself.
     

Chapter Six - Sybil
    She hesitated, her hand trembling as she reached to open the cottage door. This, the place that had become her sanctuary for the last couple of years, no longer felt safe. What if there was someone waiting for her inside? A vampire? Did they even come out in the daytime? She needed more knowledge than she actually had.
    “Tomorrow, can we go back to speak to Tara?”
    He huffed, obviously not wanting to spend any more time than he had to in the Dragon Stronghold. “I will escort you.”
    “Thank you. It’s only, I don’t know much about the creatures of the forest. Not really. I know some of them can change from men to beasts, but apart from that and the witches, I don’t know anything. I should have known that there were vampires in Hollowton.”
    “I see. Then, in that case, it would be my pleasure to escort you.”
    “Thank you, Fin. Now, can I get you something to eat?”
    “No. I won’t bother you; I will sit outside and keep watch.”
    “But you must be hungry.”
    “I can go without food for days.”
    She frowned, her eyes raking over his incredibly masculine, well-muscled body. It didn’t have an inch of fat on it. Yet surely, he had to eat a lot of food to maintain all of those muscles. Sybil tried a different tack. “Fin, I don’t get company very often. I would really like you to share a meal with me. My way of saying thank you.”
    He frowned, and she could tell he was thinking of how he could extricate himself from her invitation without offending her. Maybe she should just accept that he didn’t like her, that he was watching her from some sense of duty, rather than because he liked her. She scoffed at that thought. Of course he didn’t like her, at least not in the way she would have liked him to like her. There was nothing appealing about a green-eyed woman who saw bad things happen in her head.
    “Please,” she said, knowing she sounded desperate. “It is the only way I can repay your