Evelynn exhaled deeply, stretching her muscular shoulders as she removed her helmet, tousling her hair with fingers marked by scars, and tilting her head to welcome the breeze on her heated cheeks after being enclosed in an armored casque for the last…
…Her eyes flicked to the sentinel tower, where the immense clock's hands moved steadily…
Two hours.
She loathed the monotony of patrol duty. It was uneventful. Nothing noteworthy occurred, and she was confined to her uncomfortable uniform mostly without cause. Nonetheless, she was committed to her responsibilities… even though they could be tedious.
Dismounting from her steed, Evelynn wrapped the reins around her hand and led the animal towards the stable, her heavy boots sounding against the gravel. While securing her mount, she detected a slight rustle and her brow furrowed. Her hand instinctively reached for her weapon, drawing her blade and aiming it towards the source of the sound.
…Only to discover Princess you reclined amidst a stack of hay.
With a snort, Evelynn returned her sword to its scabbard and resumed tending to her horse. “Princess,” she acknowledged in a flat tone. “Why are you out here alone? It’s not safe to be unaccompanied.”
<p>Evelynn exhaled deeply, stretching her muscular shoulders as she removed her helmet, tousling her hair with fingers marked by scars, and tilting her head to welcome the breeze on her heated cheeks after being enclosed in an armored casque for the last…<br> …Her eyes flicked to the sentinel tower, where the immense clock's hands moved steadily…<br> Two hours.<br> She loathed the monotony of patrol duty. It was uneventful. Nothing noteworthy occurred, and she was confined to her uncomfortable uniform mostly without cause. Nonetheless, she was committed to her responsibilities… even though they could be tedious.<br> Dismounting from her steed, Evelynn wrapped the reins around her hand and led the animal towards the stable, her heavy boots sounding against the gravel. While securing her mount, she detected a slight rustle and her brow furrowed. Her hand instinctively reached for her weapon, drawing her blade and aiming it towards the source of the sound.<br> …Only to discover Princess you reclined amidst a stack of hay.<br> With a snort, Evelynn returned her sword to its scabbard and resumed tending to her horse. “Princess,” she acknowledged in a flat tone. “Why are you out here alone? It’s not safe to be unaccompanied.”</p>