The Masked Knight’s P. O. V.
The sun rays which crept inside the forest through the gap between the branches of the trees fell on the very metallic thing which Tristen was holding in his other hand. Under the day light, I could clearly see from behind that it was nothing but the ugly iron mask which I wear to emerge as the masked knight for the entire world, kept shining brightly only to threaten me, while I just could not help but shudder in fear.
No, it is only my luck that Tristen did not bother to turn back right away to find out my real identity and kept standing still for some time. As if something was holding him back from taking any abrupt actions right away when I became the most fragile one.
At this moment I could even hear my own heart which was already beating fast and loud
