His eyes narrowed.
What exactly was she meaning to say? Kylo was not a fan of the ideas swarming in his head. His frown only deepened.
"Why do you quiver, girl?"
"N—no, Milord, unfortunately, I cannot, but—that is because I am very much a woman, who is—very much in—in..." She can't quite bring herself to spit out the last two or three words necessary to convey her point to him. GODS, why is she such a quivering bundle of nerves round him?