"You wouldn't have been killed." She said softly, but it wasn't a joke. Ithacles was well known for being a very skilled fighter, and one who faced down death with no fear. He'd been the reason she went in at all, he'd inspired the courage it took to step inside the cave.
She finished her glass of wine and set it on the floor beside his.
"If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have gone inside at all. Thank you, for that." She was glad he wasn't angry with her because she'd been so frightened before hand and it wasn't like her at all. She'd gotten over it because of him. He was..
Something else.
Vedette watched him while he looked back at the fire and settled back into his chair.
"It's a wonder more people don't visit, with the roadways blocked and the snow piling up everywhere. They're missing all the fun."