Anonymous Pov..
My breath caught in my throat. Slowly, I turned, my movements calculated and calm, though my mind raced with potential excuses. My eyes locked onto a tall figure walking towards me. It was one of the guards. His piercing eyes studied me closely, his hand resting on the hilt of his weapon.
“Who are you?” the guard demanded, his voice low and steady, with an edge that made it clear he didn’t trust me. “What are you doing out here?”
I hesitated for a brief moment, just long enough to seem nervous but not suspicious. “I’m one of the new recruits,” I said, keeping my tone even and respectful. “I just started today. I came out here for a walk to clear my head after my shift.”
The guard narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing me as if trying to read my thoughts. I stood my ground, hol
