Ravina stood near the hospital entrance with calm elegance, the soft breeze gently moving strands of her platinum-blonde hair.
When Arthur stepped out of the hospital doors, she smiled warmly and said, "I was waiting for you, Arthur."
Arthur paused for a moment, slightly surprised, then nodded politely. His gaze drifted beside her where Mala stood quietly, upright like a statue, arms behind her back and eyes constantly scanning the surroundings like a trained hawk.
Even while standing still she radiated the quiet intensity of a professional bodyguard.
Arthur gave her a small nod, and Mala bowed her head slightly as she said, "Thank you for saving the young miss. I owe you this debt."
Arthur scratched the back of his head casually and replied, "You really don't have to say that. I just did what any decent person would've done."
Inside his mind, however, Arthur thought, 'I'm honestly surprised they didn't fire you.
