Adrian sat on a sturdy log, his posture relaxed but his gaze thoughtful as he watched the flickering sunlight filter through the trees. Beside him, Ria sat cross-legged, her hands resting on her knees as she toyed with the edge of her tunic.
"I see," Adrian murmured, his voice low and calm. "You were teleported near the town and managed to slip in without much trouble."
Ria nodded, a small, satisfied smile tugging at her lips. "Lucky, right? Though I nearly gave myself away with my lack of... uh, Elvin grace."
Adrian let out a soft chuckle but didn't reply immediately. He glanced up at the canopy above, his expression clouding for a moment. A wave of uncertainty washed over him.
How was he supposed to tell her about the rebellion? About what lay ahead? He wanted to protect her, keep her safe from the storm that was brewing. Her memories being sealed was both a curse and a strange blessing.
If she remembered everything...
