{ ♚ }; “Taking pity on the poor traveler?” He was already inching closer to her, leading Sitron with him. “You don’t have to worry, I will think of something— of course, I have to stay out of the city because of the guards, but maybe I will find something in the woods… Assuming the wolves won’t eat me alive…” He sighed dramatically. “Or you can just invite me to the palace.”
“Psh– in your dreams. Like I’d ever let you stay at the castle…”
Anna stood her ground as he neared, eyes following him as he did. Normally, she’d probably find the kindness in her heart to help a person find a place to stay if they asked kindly enough of her, but this wasn’t a person– this was Hans. But surely he was exaggerating about finding a place in the woods, right? The woods were dangerous, and she witnessed that first-hand. Anna furrowed her brows.
“–You’re on your own here, buddy.”