I felt the cold steel of the sword pressing against my throat, making it difficult to breathe. Any sudden movement could result in a fatal cut, so I chose my words carefully. Before I could even utter a word, Rose spoke up.
"You must have a lot of guts to come here, Fugitive," she said, the menace in her voice evident.
I knew that Rose must have discovered that I was a wanted man, but I needed to convince her of my intentions. "Listen, there's been a misunderstanding," I said, trying to keep my voice calm and measured.
"So is it?, so I'd love to hear about it from you, runaway," Rose replied, her sword still pressed against my throat.
"We're not here to harm the kingdom. We're here to fight the epic, not you," I said, hoping that my words would be enough to convince her.
"That's pretty convincing," Rose said sarcastically and did not lower her sword.
