Ulric pov
She walked ahead of me, her body straight, shoulders back; perfect posture. Did she ever relax? Or was it because she didn't know me or the place she was in so she was cautious of everything? She couldn't possibly be this cautious all the time, could she? That would be exhausting. I watched as she jumped at little noises, felt her anxiety rising as she looked around, then lowering as she found the noise and determined it wasn't a threat.
I walked closer to her, I could feel her stiffen but she didn't move away. Taking that as a good sign I raised my hand to lightly touch her shoulder, pausing as I remembered she told me not to touch her. If she really was hurt by someone, I didn't want to do anything to make her feel wary of me.
‘Did she possibly find out about our
