[Aaand that's where all of her doubts of the woman's intentions and mental state get shoved firmly in the direction of dangerous and crazy. That thin line or red across such a pale neck brings unwanted memories to the front of her mind; the bodies of Charter mages sacrificed to break the Charter stones, necks gaping in an eternal scream-
Gritting her teeth Sabriel's will is the only thing keeping her from shuddering at the memories, her disgust and horror at the 'invitation' scrawled across the window showing through in a hardening of her eyes as she firmly shakes her head.
She has a feeling she knows exactly who this woman was, even if the video had been short and her face distorted, the Dead and Free magic creatures could often hide in realistic enough skins.]
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Gritting her teeth Sabriel's will is the only thing keeping her from shuddering at the memories, her disgust and horror at the 'invitation' scrawled across the window showing through in a hardening of her eyes as she firmly shakes her head.
She has a feeling she knows exactly who this woman was, even if the video had been short and her face distorted, the Dead and Free magic creatures could often hide in realistic enough skins.]
I know your face.