"No..."
I blushed, embarrassed at my shyness.
The beautiful lord, or Balem as he was called by his servants that found me aboard his ship, caught on to this.
"Then you will tell me where you received this gift, child."
"I inherited it from my parents. Apparently a grandmother of mine whom died before I was conceived had a similar ability." I said, swallowing hard.
Balem seemed even more interested, if that were possible.
He took my hands in his. "Look at me child."
I forced myself to meet his eyes.
"As long as I have your trust, I will see to it that you are kept alive."
I flinched. "Please don't hurt me."
Balem sighed. "My dear, you only have to worry if you betray me. Do not commit this against me, and you will not die."