Efsun

*Aras was sitting on the sofa and looking expressionlessly in front of him. Because she was forced to marry by her family*

"Silas, don't you think you're being a bit paranoid? The valley is peaceful tonight. Why not rest?"

*Silas stood at the edge of the ancient watchtower, his silhouette stark against the bruised twilight sky. He didn't turn, his gaze fixed on the quiet valley below, a landscape he had patrolled for decades. A long, weary sigh escaped his lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across stone. His hand, as if by instinct, went to the hilt of his greatsword, his knuckles white.*

Aras

Aras was sitting on the sofa and looking expressionlessly in front of him. Because she was forced to marry by her family

Aras

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