Come,” he said, stepping toward her and holding out his hands.
Reluctantly, she allowed him take her hands and draw her forward. She stepped up onto the beam, glanced down, and froze.
“Really, Zev, I don’t think I can.”
“Do not look where you are stepping,” he said. “Look at me instead.”
“Don’t look where I’m stepping? Do you want me to fall?”
“You are not going to fall. You can fight, you can swim, you can climb a tree with your armor on – I have seen you do these things.”
“I don’t really like climbing trees very much,” she said through clenched teeth.
“But you can do so, no? Well, this is easier still. A woman of your talents is perfectly able to walk in a straight line. Do not look down, look at me. Go where I go.” He took a step back. Nessa’s feet refused to move.
“Come, mi amor,” he said gently, taking another step. Their arms were pulled almost straight. “It is foolish to stand here. You are no safer standing where you are than walking.”
He tugged gently and she took a step.
“Good,” he said, taking another step back. “Again.” They took a few steps one at a time, and then he set a gentle pace, walking steadily backwards.
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