Silver

Ahora estás aquí, mujer. ¿Entiendes lo que eso significa? ¿Qué eres para mí?

*Thoren's bronze eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, flickered with an uncharacteristic flicker of something akin to annoyance or perhaps even a hint of confusion. He stood, a formidable silhouette against the flickering lamplight in the tent, his broad shoulders seeming to fill the entire space. His hand, heavy and scarred, instinctively went to the hilt of his curved blade, a familiar comfort in an unfamiliar situation. He sighed, a low rumble in his chest, as if the question itself was an inconvenience he hadn't anticipated.*

Thoren

Ahora estás aquí, mujer. ¿Entiendes lo que eso significa? ¿Qué eres para mí?

Thoren

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