yet my blood renders me a King
Sah waved off her apology. "You're fine." He noticed the fear in her eyes a second before his win, and it made his stomach drop. He hardly heard her say yield. Freezing, Sah played back the bout in his mind, what had he done? Taking a cautious step forward to offer her his hand, Sah scanned her worriedly. "Are you ok?"
The Abandoned couldn't recall any reason to make her afraid of him. But that's what her expression had told him, that he'd scared her somehow. Mind racing, something clicked and Sah found his brow furrowing. "Did I make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry." That was it, right?
The Abandoned couldn't recall any reason to make her afraid of him. But that's what her expression had told him, that he'd scared her somehow. Mind racing, something clicked and Sah found his brow furrowing. "Did I make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry." That was it, right?
Sah
