The air was tense as the scene within the Fallen Star Inn couldn't help but carry a violent mood. No one spoke or chatted like prior as their eyes were trained onto the figure of the towering silhouette that made its way towards Ria in the company of two others.
With each step taken forward, the wooden floor would creak as if it were an old ship at sea that couldn't bear the weight of the man's legs, bringing a surge of fear into the hearts of a few onlookers.
"She's done for..." One man said while shaking his head.
"Such a pity, that fine woman, these darn brutes are the running dogs of that bunch; there couldn't have been a worse time to show off such a lady before them."
"Look at the so-called father, so useless, his feigning indifferent by pretending to speak with the receptionist. It's such a pity for a fine woman to meet a pathetic man like him."
