@koniqs ( . . . ) if it’s so unspoken, then why waste your breath bringing it up now ? [ rules. for as long as she could remember, she had been told — trained — to follow them without question. and for the most part, she had. well . . . some of the time. since the rebellion, however, restraint had become more of a suggestion than a practice. azara khatri stood with her arms crossed, her dark leather armor still carrying the dust and embers of her last flight. the scent of scorched air and dragonhide clung to her like a second skin, a lingering reminder of the raw power she wielded.
her golden-flecked eyes gleamed with something unreadable as she fixed her unwavering gaze upon him, silent yet expectant. observation and challenge intertwined in her stance, her presence demanding recognition without uttering a single word. the flickering torchlight carved deep shadows across the bronzed contours of her face, accentuating the sharpness of her expression. ] there are many rules on this earth — far too many to bother keeping track of. [ she finally spoke, her voice edged with dry amusement. ] you’re going to have to be more specific.