Rozebonia

Lycaon fixed his gaze upon her, his expression unreadable. "As a person who come from the neutral zone vadelence It seems this isn't the first time you've seen a corpses " he remained silent for a moment, then his gaze sharpened as he said "Who are you?"

Rowena hesitated, her thoughts a tangled web of truths too dangerous to speak. Should she tell him the truth that she was a fugitive from the kingdom that opposed his own? Or was that less dangerous than the real secret she carried? That she was not from this world at all. That just weeks ago, she had been working in the morgue, only to return home and watch her favorite series. But now, she found herself in a world she had only ever encountered in the pages of mythology one consumed by war and conflict.

But none of that could be said. After what she witnessed in this world no one here is trust worthy, So she did what she had always done hid behind cold indifference. She met his gaze and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

The flicker in his eyes told her everything. He did not believe her. And in that moment, she knew his suspicions had only just deepened.