The scents were so familiar and one of them brought back a very fond memory… a memory so precious that her heart skipped a beat despite her fear.
Her feet wanted to run to him on their own, and her arms wanted to embrace him like she once did but she stopped herself because both of them were equally terrifying.
Especially the other one, the one her heart didn't skip for. The one who was the very definition of a literal menace.
The same menace she had run away from on the day she and Ashelia were in that peaceful, secluded part of the forest!
If he were to find out she was here and realize she was in any way connected to Ashelia, then...
'I can't let him see me!' Meryl cried urgently in her head. 'My lady will be in danger if he catches her scent on me!'
'Hide!' She thought as her entire body trembled. She whipped her head around, frantically searching for an escape. 'I need to hide!'
