Dawn shifted uneasily when nothing happened after she had first dropped his name like a coin into the night, her eyes flashing with nerves. She had never thought that nothing would happen, that she would come to this and be greeted with nothing.<br/><br/>But then the world fell away, silence closing around her like a physical thing. That made her heart stop, only to beat faster again, breath coming thready as fear mixed with the nerves, though fear of what she could not say. Her body was flustered, sensitive so when the shadows wrapped around her and the light faded she shivered, breath catching again in a nervous gasp. She could feel his masculine power all around her, a living thing, stalking closer and threatening her but it only made her heart speed faster and Dawn shifted, pressing her legs together as she felt arousal mingle with all the heady emotions pouring through her.<br/><br/>The hint of danger, of wildness she could not tame, of pure raw male power made her want to melt down to her knees but she kept standing, chin raised, not defiant but regal, equal, at least for now, until the bargain was struck.<br/><br/>When the darkness melted away she put out a hand to touch the stone wall, feeling it and letting its realness draw her back to the real world and ground her, she inhaled, deeply, trying to clear her mind, to push away the very feminine part of her that wanted to just give over to the wild magic. She had to think first, then enjoy herself. Think first, she reminded herself. And with that she took a step forward, down the tunnel and toward the torches.