Bones leaned in, an eager smile on his face. “Well, ya see, there’s an island right on the cusp of the Forsaken Ring that’s been…offering their criminals to a creature they’ve been calling Nidhogg.”
I scoffed. “Nidhogg? Seriously?”
“Twelve days of Yule, twelve children taken.” I sighed, and as I looked over at her worried face, I gave her a reassuring smile. “That changes this year.”
Come on, deep breath. Just do it.
I cleared my throat. “So… Are you travelling alone?”
Her eyes went a little wider. She averted her gaze and started picking at the hem of her cloak.
I smacked myself mentally. Way to come off like a creep right away. I could already feel my cheeks going red. “Sorry. That was a creepy question. I’m, um… Not great with small talk.”