Jessamyn's breath caught as she heard the figure approaching her.
"Milady…"
Jessamyn let out the breath she was holding till then, hearing Aldric's familiar voice. Patting her beating chest, she stood up. "Handled?" she asked.
"Yes, Milady," Aldric held out his hand to help her out of the littered alleyway.
Jessamyn saw two men in hoods squirming in pain leaning on the wall. When their eyes ended on her, however, they snarled, baring their teeth.
Jessamyn blinked. What was that about?
Alderic furrowed his brows, suspicious of their odd behavior. Approaching them, he asked a series of pointed questions but received no answers. Instead, they snarled at Jessamyn, their aggression palpable as they attempted to lunge at her.
