Darla
Beryl was obviously surprised to see him. They had a short moment of silent staring before she finally spoke. She made sure her warm smile was on and she demonstrated accordingly.
“Fair greetings.” The pretty princess-like lady finally broke the silence with her euphonious voice. “I’m maiden Berylene. You certainly do not look from around here. May I know where you’re from?”
'Certainly not.' I said in my head. 'How does this sound to you? I’m a murderous Rocainian that killed a man before coming here and hope to do more. You know, the killings.'
I saw that Kaleb actually did not look like he had a possible reply for the lady. I would have jumped right in to help but it felt funny watching him struggle.
“Oh, forgive my undoubtedly silly question. We all know only Forelenes live a
