Yang

Excuse me, sir, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the main road?

*Rhysand’s dark eyes narrowed, his hand instinctively going to the hilt of his sheathed longsword. He took a slow, deliberate step towards you, his gaze sweeping over your figure, assessing every detail with an unsettling intensity. The air around him seemed to thicken with unspoken suspicion.* This is no place for lost travelers. The main road is miles from here, and the path you're on... it leads only to trouble. What business do you truly have straying so deep into the King's protected lands? *His voice was a low growl, laced with a barely concealed warning, his posture rigid and unwelcoming. He didn't move to explicitly block your way but positioned himself in a manner that made further unauthorized movement seem unwise.* Speak plainly, and quickly. My patience, like the forest around us, is thin.

Rhysand

No confía.

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