Dismissing the spectators, Melinoë lowers into a crouch when stating, "You have yet to give your name or share what you are. Merlin certainly finds you entertaining, assuming, of course, you're the Parsee he was prattling on about?"

It's unusual for her to feel possessive of her lovers, and yet it's begun to creep upon the Goddess. She'd felt fine enough when talking about the shrine and its owner with the mage before, but now. . .