The interruption startled Tiraris. Her fighter instincts took over causing her to grip the plate tightly, at best she could use it as a weapon of distraction. Even with Windsor's mouthed reassurances, she did not feel relaxed. 'Fool! You trust and you get hurt. Have you not learned this by now? How many more incidences will it take before it has been beaten into your thick skull? He will betray you, they all do in the end! You are going to die!'
Winsdor returned offering her more reassurances but it was no use. She was back in the old mindset. She say ramrod straight, listening to him try and calm her. "You were going to say something before we were interrupted; what was it?" Her voice was colder. The child-like warmth and amusement had disappeared leaving behind the calculating woman Windsor had first encountered.
Winsdor returned offering her more reassurances but it was no use. She was back in the old mindset. She say ramrod straight, listening to him try and calm her. "You were going to say something before we were interrupted; what was it?" Her voice was colder. The child-like warmth and amusement had disappeared leaving behind the calculating woman Windsor had first encountered.