Back in Juhnt, Lord of Merve entered his indoor garden which was now full of snow roses; flowers that grew black petals during the white cold, to see a heavily coated Amie reading a book. He paused slightly and made to leave, but she had already spotted him.
"You were looking for me?" she closed the book and faced his turned away form.
"Why do you assume so?" he turned back to meet her blank face.
"What do you wish to say? Do you expect me to believe you came to smell the snow roses?" she asked.
"I had a change of heart." he said.
"If this is about my brother, you are not allowed a change of heart."
"It is the thoughts of your brother that causes my change of heart." he said.
"Fear? Then you must have come to say to me words that may offend him."
"More like, ask of you what may betray him." he said, walking closer and taking a seat beside her.
"What?" she frowned.