Snow inwardly grimaced. As she expected, it was worded so that what they were to do for her was very narrowly defined, and what she was to do for them was left as wide as the sky. She had to tack that down a bit. She put on her best face of innocent surprise. "Who would attempt to harm you?"
His lips twitched slightly, "The village down the road often comes looking for us. There is also a circle of unseelie fae up the river. Additionally, the woods are full of dangerous animals. All of these cause threats to us."
"How unfortunate. With all those threats, how would you be able to safely explore my condition? Surely it would be unwise to become too distracted."
Navormal smiled, "Grenarin has never been the most observant, and he will be the one working with you to give suggestions of what to do or how to do it. He is quite learned in the many forms of magic and will be best suited toward giving you advice."
Snow nodded. Those were both fairly specific. Now she had to figure agree to those terms specifically.
"Well then, it seems only fair that if you provide me with an amount of blood necessary to my wellbeing and a place safety from the queen, I would assist your defense against the nearby village, the circle of fae up the river and the dangerous animals, as well as work with Grenarin to explore my potential magic."
She was sure it was not perfect, but she had closed all the loopholes she could see, and the only thing to do now was hope she didn't miss something deadly. It was already much too late to back out.
Navormal smiled cheerfully. His eyes sparkled and he took her hand, "I accept your terms and hold you to your oath."
After realizing she had no idea the correct response, Snow paused. "Likewise," She finally said.
It seemed to have been close enough, for in response Navormal kissed her hand, and released it. There was another brief pause, as Snow gradually realized that she had just agreed to stay.
Whiteran spoke, and Snow jumped, having forgotten that he was still standing there by the door. "The sun moves quickly. Allow us to provide you with adequate clothing before you sleep again tonight."
Snow was surprised to hear the request, but grateful. "I would be happy to accept your generous offer."
Whiteran beckoned, and Snow rose and followed him out of the room, leaving Navormal behind.