Neveah glanced down at her own hand for a moment, she was never one to judge good or evil based on the facts presented by others.
Neveah had always trusted in her own judgement and at the moment, all her gut instincts had been triggered and they screamed of danger to her.
Perhaps it was her slowly forming bond with Menarx speaking, perhaps it was his strand of flame within her that set alight her insides, warning her not to place her trust in a representative of the darkness.
Whatever it was, Neveah found herself slowly shaking her head in refusal. The last time this question had been presented before Neveah, Neveah had accepted with no hesitation.
Neither knowing nor understanding the consequences, she had taken a blind leap simply because she wanted to live.
And Neveah still did want to live, after all she had come past, she knew she deserved that much, but it was not at any cost.
