I stared at the unknown man standing infront of me. He was a short man with strong arms and legs, tanned skin framing his rugged features, and wore a rough linen garment, From his demeanor and attire, he looked like a native of this town but I wasn't sure.
"Who... who are you?" I questioned.
The man stared at me intently, his lips chapped and dry. "Are you... Are you Lady Amara?"
A wave of panic washed over me. The first thought that came to mind was Rhys. Did he send this man? The thought sent tremors through my heart. In a frenzy, I lunged for the door, desperate to close it, but he surged forward, blocking my escape with unexpected strength.
Despite my best efforts, I couldn't budge the door. "Please, Lady Amara... it's... it's important," he begged, his voice fraught with urgency.
