Scent of Betrayal
She was tall, with very dark hair and matching eyes, and she was cladded in armour.
“He didn't hurt you, strange.” She quipped as she darted her eyes from the creature to me.
I observed her, wondering how long she was here and if she had perhaps seen Aria. She looked more like a jester and not one who would cause harm. A jesting Knight, interesting.
“I’m looking for someone, a woman.” I began.
“Tch, so you're taken and here I thought I could shoot my shot.” Her eyes gleamed with mischief, “Be more specific, I see many women everyday.”
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