She nibbled his earlobe for a second before sinking back to her feet, wrapping both arms around his arm. “I know, but before you met me.” She shook his arm. “Where is the waterfall?”
“I…it held no interest for me then. I was just a Knight,” he murmured absently, shivering at the bite and then wrapping his arms around her. “Just through that gap in the trees there — if you listen very carefully, you might hear the water.”
She held her breath, tilting her head. Under the soft rustling of the leaves, she could hear the trickle of water. Taking a step, she pulled away from Isaac, and then she took another step, and listened again. The water was stronger, and she darted forward, smiling, to see the crystalline trickle of water pouring over a ledge.