****THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS 18+ CONTENT. LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, BLOOD, GORE. VIEWERS DISCRETION ADVISED****
"What's the matter, Lassie? Yer man run off and leave ye to defend yer self? Not much of a man now, is he? How bout ye let me show ye what a real man can do for his woman?"
The Nomad that Skye assumed was their leader sneered as he spoke. He was ridiculously tall, and quite honestly reminded her of a bear. Despite it, Skye was calm. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold. The leader stepped closer, making Skye's smile widen. Mistaking it for compliance, he took another step towards her.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk.. Ye shouldn't talk about Prince Tidas that way. It'll bring the king's wrath down upon ye.. And mine," Skye replied chidingly.
