"Not at all." And, in fact, it was true.

She was quite grateful that fate had given her the chance to show him her world without the many garish things that bombarded her daily -- her father's wary protectiveness was the least of it when compared to the trails of the peasantry, the sheriff or his lackey's.

Putting the horses away, she led him to the main pool in the woods and they left the forest to the echoes of their laughter and talk once they'd gone back through.