DYER

I watch as she looks at me with keen eyes. She wants to question me again on what event she might be attending, but decides otherwise.

Smiling amusingly, I look at her. “You don’t have to feel uneasy. We are not going anywhere outside the den”.

This seems to fuel her curiosity rather than quench it. “Then where could we possibly be going?”.

“This dress looks too fancy to wear and lazy around”. She tells me, not bothering to hide her curiosity.

“Like I said, you will ...