Yander's hand moved to her sword. Crescent wind blades formed in the palm of her hand.
But before they could attack, an unfamiliar voice called out from the trees.
"Wait, wait. I'd rather not get killed before introductions."
A young male dark elf stepped out from the forest with his hands slightly raised. He was tall, the same height as Atheline. Despite the environment around him, he was extremely well-dressed. It bordered on almost comical due to the place they were in.
Red hair fell carelessly over sharp golden eyes while a relaxed smile rested naturally across his face, almost too easy to be genuine. Yet, his presence was strong not overwhelming but the kind you can't ignore if they were near you.
He seemed to be the type that attracted attention wherever he went because of his disposition. He also really looked like a true noble.
Atheline recognised him immediately.
Cassian Renault. Son of councillor Renault.
