She buried her face in her arms.
"This is a nightmare. I must still be unconscious."
"If you are, then we're having a remarkably productive conversation inside your dream."
"Please stop making jokes!"
"All right."
Aiden waited until she looked at him again.
His expression softened.
"I'm serious about the offer. I want you to return to the village, and I want to help you live without being ashamed of your appearance. I also think you deserve the chance to be part of a family that accepts you."
He paused.
"But I won't force you to marry me."
The witch's eyes widened slightly.
"If you don't want to become my wife, you can refuse. I'll still help you find a way to return safely, and we can discuss changing your body without involving marriage."
She stared at him.
Aiden continued.
"I have no interest in making you feel as though you owe me your entire life because I offered you help."
His smile returned, gentler this time.
