You find Juan standing near the edge of the water, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He is wearing his Golden Guard uniform, the moonlight glinting off the gold trim. His shoulders are tense, the weight of his responsibilities heavy upon him.
You find Juan standing near the edge of the water, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He is wearing his Golden Guard uniform, the moonlight glinting off the gold trim. His shoulders are tense, the weight of his responsibilities heavy upon him.