She is awed by the sharpness of his eyes and is afraid to speak further, for she may say something wrong. She now realizes that she cannot lie to him.
“I assure you that I have told the truth. Will you please just take me back to the inn?”
For a moment, he stands motionless in front of her. She can feel him penetrating her with his gaze.
“I do not think I should take you back. Maybe it is better if you come with me.”
“I have to go back!” she cries out in terror. “Please do not ask me anymore questions. Just take me back. I have to go.”
He shrugs.
“Well, miss,” he says calmly, “you look old enough to make your own decisions, although apparently not capable of keeping yourself out of trouble. But come on, let me take you back.”
Without further ado, he lifts her off the ground and sets
